Talking New York Lyrics - Bob Dylan

Ramblin' outa the wild West 

Leavin' the towns I love the best 

Thought I'd seen some ups and downs 

'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 

Walk around with nowhere to go 

Somebody could freeze right to the bone 

I froze right to the bone 

New York Times said it was the coldest winter in seventeen years 

I didn't feel so cold then 

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I swung onto my old guitar 

Grabbed hold of a subway car 

And after a rocking, reeling, rolling ride 

I landed up on the downtown side 

Greenwich Village 

I walked down there and ended up 

In one of them coffee-houses on the block 

Got on the stage to sing and play 

Man there said, "Come back some other day 

You sound like a hillbilly 

We want folk singers here" 

Well, I got a harmonica job, begun to play 

Blowin' my lungs out for a dollar a day 

I blowed inside out and upside down 

The man there said he loved m' sound 

He was ravin' about how he loved m' sound 

Dollar a day's worth 

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And after weeks and weeks of hangin' around 

I finally got a job in New York town 

In a bigger place, bigger money too 

Even joined the union and paid m' dues 

Now, a very great man once said 

That some people rob you with a fountain pen 

It didn't take too long to find out 

Just what he was talkin' about 

A lot of people don't have much food on their table 

But they got a lot of forks 'n' knives 

And they gotta cut somethin' 

So one mornin' when the sun was warm 

I rambled out of New York town 

Pulled my cap down over my eyes 

And headed out for the western skies 

So long, New York 

Howdy, East Orange