When I first saw New York City
I was green down to the core
You could see my red neck glowing
For a mile or maybe more
Between the hustlers and the hookers
I must have made their day
Cause they peeled me like an apple, Lawd
And sent me on my way
Bridge:
When you're pushed and shoved and almost mugged
It ain't no place to be
So I came to one conclusion
New York ain't for me
Chorus:
From sea to shining sea
And coast to coast
Somewhere in the middle
Is the land I love the most
I ain't California pretty
I can't survive the Great White Way
I'm too dumb for New York City
And too ugly for L.A.
I made my way to Tinseltown
To Hollywood and Vine
Out among the pretty faces
I'd surely find a place for mine
The way I walk--the way I talk
They'll hang on every word
But don't call me, I'll call you
Was all I ever heard
Bridge:
In L.A. what they're thinking
Ain't what they talk about
At least in New York City
There's never any doubt
Chorus repeated
Writer: Waylon Jennings/Basil McDavid
Lyrics © Words & Music Publishing
I was green down to the core
You could see my red neck glowing
For a mile or maybe more
Between the hustlers and the hookers
I must have made their day
Cause they peeled me like an apple, Lawd
And sent me on my way
Bridge:
When you're pushed and shoved and almost mugged
It ain't no place to be
So I came to one conclusion
New York ain't for me
Chorus:
From sea to shining sea
And coast to coast
Somewhere in the middle
Is the land I love the most
I ain't California pretty
I can't survive the Great White Way
I'm too dumb for New York City
And too ugly for L.A.
I made my way to Tinseltown
To Hollywood and Vine
Out among the pretty faces
I'd surely find a place for mine
The way I walk--the way I talk
They'll hang on every word
But don't call me, I'll call you
Was all I ever heard
Bridge:
In L.A. what they're thinking
Ain't what they talk about
At least in New York City
There's never any doubt
Chorus repeated
Writer: Waylon Jennings/Basil McDavid
Lyrics © Words & Music Publishing
