D
Well, I was born in a little bitty tar hut
D G
You know they called me a man 'cause I couldn't keep my big, big mouth shut
G D
So tell me, what's the use of me sitting here leaving when any ole day I might be even
G D
Lord knows that New York City's got a lot to do with it
G D
Yeah, I wish someday I could find the way to get it out of my brain
G D
This dirty old town's gonna sink right down and I don't want to go with it
A
I wish there was a way that I knew to get even, a way to get my licks in, 'bobbin' and a-'weavin'
A D
Any ole thing besides goin' and a'leavin' you can do on a train
Well, I once knew a man who sailed around the world twice
He would have made it three but he took a lot of bad advice
So tell me what's the use of me sittin' here leavin' when any ole day I might get even
Lord knows New York City's got alot to do with it
Chorus
Solo
Well, I once knew a man who sailed around the world two times
But his motor cooled down and now he's deliverin' ice
Tell me what's the use of me sittin' here leavin' when any ole day I might get even
And Lord knows New York City's got a lot to do with it
Chorus