New York City R.f.d. Lyrics - Waylon Jennings

From Herte, Mississippi to Tupelo 

Then I caught an eastbound freight 

With sky high hopes opened out scopes 

And hurt all over my face 

New York City is a bad place to be 

When you're out of your head 

Country style, running wild country style 

The new wears off and time wears off 

And my roots are showin' through 

But nobody cares about from where you came 

But what they can get out of you 

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And New York City is a bad place to be 

When you're out of your head 

Country style, running wild country style 

What would mom and daddy say 

If they saw me this a way 

Would they pray for me? Yes, they would 

But nobody's heard about rainy day women 

In that Herte, Mississippi neighborhood 

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And New York City is a bad place to be 

When you're out of your head 

Country style, running wild country style 

New York City is a bad place to be 

When you're out of your head 

Country style, running wild country style