Hard Times In New York Town-Bob Dylan

Hard Times In New York Town --Bob Dylan Come you ladies and you gentlemen a-listen to my song Sing it to you right but you might think its wrong Just a little glimpse of a story Ill tell Bout an east coast city that you all know well Its hard times in the city Livin down in new york town Old new york city is a friendly old town From washington heights to harlem on down Theres a-mighty many people all millin all around They'll kick you when you're up and knock you when you're down Its hard times in the city Livin down in new york town Its a mighty long ways from the golden gate To rockefeller plaza n the empire state Mister rockefeller sets up as high as a bird Old mister empire never says a word Its hard times from the country Livin down in new york town Well its up in the mornin tryin to fins a job of work Stand in one place till your feet begin to hurt If you go a lot o money you can make yourself merry If you only got a nickel its the staten island ferry And its hard times in the city Livin down in new york town Mister hudson come a-sailin down the stream And old mister minuet paid for his dream Bought your city on a one-way track F I had my way Id sell it right back And its hard times in the city Livin down in new york town Ill take all the smog in cal-i-for-ne-ay N every bit of dust in the oklahoma plains N the dirt in the caves of the rocky mountain mines Its all much cleaner than the new york kind And its hard times in the city Livin down in new york town So all you newsy people spread the news around You cn listen to m story listen to m song You cn step on my name you cn try n get me beat When I leave new york Ill be standin on my feet And its hard times in the city Livin down in new york town