Many many crickets ago
I killed some time for AmeriCo
wasted years in thickets of crow eating
comic strip mall food on the go

You're making me choose
you're making me choose
country or blues
country or blues

Taking swills for a bucket of ills
my eyes so green they looked as hills
but what becomes you suddenly numbs you
I could not wait to see new thrills

You're making me choose
you're making me choose
country or blues
country or blues

Once I had my ticket to ride
disarmed and dangerous I was go to collide
with nothing but joy for the stick it inside
and maniacal faith in the far and wide

You're breaking my news
you're breaking my news

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I thought I was sure I was not to endure the feeling of losing you
by walking on legs through a city that begs as it's stealing and bluesing you
I was so nearly gone I was clearly beyond the dealing with choosing you-oo-oo-oo-oo

But New York City found a way
New York City found a way
New York City found a way to-oo-oo-oo-oo
make me stay
and I think I'll be ok

The weight of the world is the wait for a girl with too much burden to fall for you
she was moving about like she needed an out but inside she was dying to stall for you
hard to detect her she moved like a specter that wouldn't recall you-oo-oo-oo-oo

But New York City found a way
New York City found a way
New York City found a way to-oo-oo-oo-oo
make her stay
and I think she'll be ok

You came with a passion but fell in with the fashion of messing with you
now look at yourself you're the filth to the wealth let that be a lesson to you
why live in a shell in this alphabet hell if it's effing with you-oo-oo-oo-oo

But New York City finds a way
New York City finds a way
New York City finds a way to-oo-oo-oo-oo
make you stay
and I think you'll be ok

I think we'll be ok


©2011 Carlos Ancalmo
Songtrust / ASCAP