Ray LaMontagne

Ray LaMontagne - New York City's Killing Me lyrics

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There's just something about this hotel
Got me wishing I was dead
Got to get out of New York City
Somewhere I can clear my head

I was just kicking along the sidewalk
No one looks you in the eye
No one asks you how you doing
Don't seem to care if you live or live to die

I just got to get me somewhere
Somewhere that I can feel free
Got to get out of New York City, boy
New York City's killing me

It was just outside of Nashville
I met the woman of my dreams
Sure would like to get to know her
Maybe find out what it means

I get so tired of all this concrete
I get so tired of all this noise
Gotta get back up in the country
And have a couple drinks with the good ole' boys

Just got to get me somewhere
Somewhere that I can feel free
Get me out of New York City, son
New York City's killing me

Just got to get me somewhere
Somewhere that I can feel free
Get me out of New York City, son
New York City's killing me

I gotta get out of New York City, son
New York City's killing me
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Author: Ray LaMontagne

Composer: Ray LaMontagne

Publisher: RCA Records

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Language: English

Appearing on: God Willin' & The Creek Don't Rise (2010)

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