<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=57044" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Talking New York</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ramblin outa the wild west,<br>Leavin the towns I love the best.<br>Thought Id seen some ups and down,<br>Til I come into new york town.<br>People goin down to the ground,<br>Buildings goin up to the sky.<br>Wintertime in new york town,<br>The wind blowin snow around.<br>Walk around with nowhere to go,<br>Somebody could freeze right to the bone.<br>I froze right to the bone.<br>New york times said it was the coldest winter in seventeen years;<br>I didnt feel so cold then.<br>I swung on to my old guitar,<br>Grabbed hold of a subway car,<br>And after a rocking, reeling, rolling ride,<br>I landed up on the downtown side;<br>Greenwich village.<br>I walked down there and ended up<br>In one of them coffee-houses on the block.<br>Got on the stage to sing and play,<br>Man there said, come back some other day,<br>You sound like a hillbilly;<br>We want folk singer here.<br>Well, I got a harmonica job, begun to play,<br>Blowin my lungs out for a dollar a day.<br>I blowed inside out and upside down.<br>The man there said he loved m sound,<br>He was ravin about how he loved m sound;<br>Dollar a days worth.<br>And after weeks and weeks of hangin around,<br>I finally got a job in new york town,<br>In a bigger place, bigger money too,<br>Even joined the union and paid m dues.<br>Now, a very great man once said<br>That some people rob you with a fountain pen.<br>It didnt take too long to find out<br>Just what he was talkin about.<br>A lot of people dont have much food on their table,<br>But they got a lot of forks n knives,<br>And they gotta cut somethin.<br>So one mornin when the sun was warm,<br>I rambled out of new york town.<br>Pulled my cap down over my eyes<br>And headed out for the western skies.<br>So long, new york.<br>Howdy, east orange.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Bob Dylan - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=57044" data-title="Talking New York" data-description="Ramblin outa the wild west, Leavin the towns I love the best. Thought Id seen some ups and down, Til I come into new york town. People goin down to the ground, Buildings goin up to the sky. Wintertime in new york town, The wind blowin snow around...."></div> </div> </div>

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