[Verse 1]
He was standing on the highway somewhere way out in the sticks
Guitar across his shoulder like a 30-ought-six
He was staring in my headlights when I come around the bend
Climbed up on my shotgun side and told me with a grin

[Chorus]
I'm going to New York City
I never really been there
Just like the way it sounds
I heard the girls are pretty
There must be something happening there
It's just too big a town

[Verse 2]
He was cold and wet and hungry, 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

[Chorus]
I'm going to New York City
I never really been there
Just like the way it sounds
He said the girls are pretty
There must be something happening there
It's just too big a town
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