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Ray Lamontagne And The Pariah Dogs - New York Citys Killing Me Lyrics

There's just somethin' about this hotel
Got me wishin' I was dead
Gotta get out New York City, son
Somewhere I can clear my head

I was just kickin' along the sidewalk
No one look you straight in the eyes
No one asks you how you're doing
Don't seem to care if you live or if you die

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

Just outside of Nashville
I meet the woman of my dreams
Sure would like to get to know her
Maybe find out what it means

Get so tired of all this concrete
Get so tired of all this noise
Gotta get back up in the country
Have a couple drinks with the good ol' boys

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

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