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He was standing on the highway, somewhere way out in the sticks
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Guitar across his shoulder like a 30.06
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He was staring in my headlights, when I come around the bend
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Climbed up on my shotgun side and told me with a grin
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I?m goin? to New York City
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I?ve never really been there, just like the way it sounds
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I heard the girls are pretty
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There must be something happening there, it?s just too big a town
He was cold and wet and hungry, but he never did complain
Said he?d come a thousand miles through sleet and snow and rain
He had a hundred stories about, the places that he?d been
He?d hang around a little while and hit the road again
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See, I?ve been to New York City, seems like it was yesterday
I was standing like a pilgrim on the great white way
The girls were really pretty, but they wouldn?t talk to me
I held out about a week, went back to Tennessee
So, I thought I better warn him, as he climbed out of my car
Grabbed his battered suitcase and shouldered his guitar
I knew I was just jealous, if I didn?t wish him well
I slipped the kid a twenty, said, Billy ?em hell
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