There's just soemthin' about this hotel

Got me wishin' I was dead.

Got to get out of New York City,

Somewhere I can clear my head.

I was just kickin' along the sidewalk,

No one looks you in the eye,

No one asks you how you doin',

Don't seem to care if you live or die.

I just got to get me somewhere,

Somewhere that I can feel free,

Get me out of New York City, son,

New York City's killin' 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.

I just got to get me somewhere,

Somewhere that I can be free,

Get me out of New York City, son,

New York City's killin' me.