文本歌词

I Wouldn't Live In New York City - Buck Owens/Susan Raye
It ain't nothin' but a concrete jungle
With people packed like sardines
Where everybody's tryin' to live beyond their means
Where all the natives hurry and scurry too and fro
And like a fleas on a puppy dog
They got no place to go
I wouldn't live in New York City
If they gave me the whole dang town
Talk about a bummer it's the biggest one around
Sodom and Gommorah was tame to what I found
I wouldn't live in New York City
If they gave me the whole dang town
Well I ain't seen the sunshine
Since the day that I arrived
'Cause brother I've been busy a-tryin' to survive
Nobody knows you've been here
Till you're six feet under ground
Than you become a statistic
If they remember to write you down
I wouldn't live in New York City
If they gave me the whole dang town
Talk about a bummer
It's the biggest one around
Sodom and Gommorah was tame to what I found
I wouldn't live in New York City
If they gave me the whole dang town