Well the wind blows cold in new york city along about the middle of now And i'm telling you i'd be a happy man if i could get away somehow Cause i'm growing old before my time finally i see the light But if it costs a dime to get around the world i couldn't get out of sight
But if i ever get back to georgia there'll be no messin' around If i ever get back to georgia i'm gonna nail my feet to the ground
Well the buildings here in new york city grow so doggone tall Sometimes you can walk for a couple of days and never see the sun at all So i left last night i was homeward bound now i wanna sit and i cry Cause i stuck out my thumb till my thumb got numb and the cars went right on by But if i ever get back to georgia...
Well i guess my time in new york city hasn't been a total waste Cause i met a little girl from a social world and really put her in her place When she sold me half of the brooklyn bridge i hung around just for spite And i played this part till i won her heart and i bought the other half last night But if i ever get back to georgia...
