New York City, look at me now Being stared at from behind the plow Mississippi, don't get annoyed I ain't no hippie, just a New York boy Didn't want the mayor to come Or a big brass band to greet me But then the reception I got Well it wasn't what I had in mind People gawkin' at me Like I'm talkin' strange Me, I ain't much better 'Cause I'm thinkin' the same
Hey boy New York City, look at me now Being stared at from behind the plow Mississippi, don't get annoyed I ain't no hippie, just a New York boy Sayin' why'all and eatin' on grits Talkin' as slow as molasses And all the time just pointing at me And the hair growin' over my ears Gets my mind to wondering Just who's right and who's wrong I guess if they'll get used to the sideburns I'll get used to the corn
Hey boy New York City, look at me now Being stared at from behind the plow Mississippi, don't get annoyed I ain't no hippie, just a New York boy New York City, look at me now Being stared at from behind the plow Mississippi, don't get annoyed I ain't no hippie, just a New York boy New York City look at me nowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
