Bob Dylan - Hard Times in New York Town текст песни

Come you ladies and you gentlemen, a-listen to my song.

Sing it to you right, but you might think its wrong.

Just a little glimpse of a story Ill tell

"bout an east coast city that you all know well.

Its hard times in the city,

Livin down in new york town.

Old new york city is a friendly old town,

From washington heights to harlem on down.

Theres a-mighty many people all millin all around,

Theyll kick you when youre up and knock you when youre down.

Its hard times in the city,

Livin down in new york town.

Its a mighty long ways from the golden gate

To rockefeller plaza n the empire state.

Mister rockefeller sets up as high as a bird,

Old mister empire never says a word.

Its hard times from the country,

Livin down in new york town.

Well, its up in the mornin tryin to fins a job of work.

Stand in one place till your feet begin to hurt.

If you go a lot o money you can make yourself merry,

If you only got a nickel, its the staten island ferry.

And its hard times in the city,

Livin down in new york town.

Mister hudson come a-sailin down the stream

And old mister minuet paid for his dream.

Bought your city on a one-way track,

f I had my way Id sell it right back.

And its hard times in the city,

Livin down in new york town.

Ill take all the smog in cal-i-for-ne-ay,

n every bit of dust in the oklahoma plains,

n the dirt in the caves of the rocky mountain mines.

Its all much cleaner than the new york kind.

And its hard times in the city,

Livin down in new york town.

So all you newsy people, spread the news around,

You cn listen to m story, listen to m song.

You cn step on my name, you cn try n get me beat,

When I leave new york, Ill be standin on my feet.

And its hard times in the city,

Livin down in new york town.