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Talking New York (Live) - Bob Dylan
Rambling out of the wild west
Leaving the towns I love best
Thought I'd seen some ups and down
'Till I come into New York town
Little the winter come down
New York town
Well wintertime in New York town
The wind blowing snow around
Walk around with nowhere to go
I froze right to the bone
Just could believe it was so cold
New York Times said it was the
Coldest winter in seventeen years
I didn't feel so cold then
Grabbed hold of a subway car
I swung on to my old guitar
And after a rocking reeling rolling ride
I landed up on the downtown side
Greenwich Village
So cold
I walked down there and ended up
In one of them coffee houses on the block
Got on the stage to sing and play
Man there said
We can use a day
Come back some other day
You sound like a hillbilly anyway
We want folksingers here
Well I got a harmonica job begun to play
Blowing my lungs out for a dollar a day
I blowed inside out and upside down
The man there said
He loved my sound whole like
Dollar a day's worth
After weeks and weeks of hanging around
I finally got a job in New York town
In a bigger place bigger money too
Even joined the Union and paid my dues
Now a very great man once said
That some people rob you with a fountain pen
It don't take too long to find out
Just what he was talking about
A lot of people don't
Have much food on their table
They got a lot of forks
And got a lot of knives
And they gotta cut something
So one morning when the sun was warm
I rambled out of New York town
Pulled my cap down over my eyes
And heated out for the western skies
So long New York
Howdy East Orange
