Intro.: ( Bb F C F  Bb F C ) 2X
 
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He was standing on the highway, somewhere way out in the sticks 
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Guitar across his shoulder like a 30.06 
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He was staring in my headlights, when I come around the bend 
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Climbed up on my shotgun side and told me with a grin 

 
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I?m goin? to New York City 
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I?ve never really been there, just like the way it sounds 
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I heard the girls are pretty 
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There must be something happening there, it?s just too big a town
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He was cold and wet and hungry, but he never did complain 
Said he?d come a thousand miles through sleet and snow and rain 
He had a hundred stories about, the places that he?d been 
He?d hang around a little while and hit the road again 
 
Repeat Chorus 
 
See, I?ve been to New York City, seems like it was yesterday 
I was standing like a pilgrim on the great white way 
The girls were really pretty, but they wouldn?t talk to me 
I held out about a week, went back to Tennessee 
 
So, I thought I better warn him, as he climbed out of my car 
Grabbed his battered suitcase and shouldered his guitar 
I knew I was just jealous, if I didn?t wish him well 
I slipped the kid a twenty, said, Billy ?em hell 
 
Repeat Chorus Twice