New York City 23rd of July-Toni Price

New York City 23rd of July - Toni Price New York City twenty third of July Down in the streets it's a hell hot night Back home the corn must be head high Always in the porch swingin' restin' his eyes I left that farm 'bout a year ago Big city bound with a country show Last Sunday home 'fore I hit the road Me and pop talked over domino He says sun ain't always pretty What man do man When you put your man into the acre wrong Concrete covered in land But boy always remember If the devil gets the upper hand You can cleanse the sand of the city In the country with your old man Down on the sidewalk take a little stroll Muggers on the prowl for somebody to rob Peace so high sure feels cold Nobody speaks when I say hello Old beggin' lady feelin' alright Could be somebody's mama washing linens outside Back in my room it's a sleepless night Call up hold then we both nearly cried He says sun ain't always pretty What man do to man When you put your man into the acre wrong Concrete covered in land But boy always remember If the devil gets the upper hand You can cleanse the sand of the city In the country with your old man You can cleanse the sand of the city In the country with your old man New York City twenty third of July