Manhattan, Kansas

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Donna Fargo - Country

Manhattan, Kansas

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Manhattan, Kansas Ain't no place to have a baby When you got no man to give it his last name And my folks back in Manhattan didn't want me or my bundle So I took my child and caught an evening train And I found a job in Denver Washing dishes in a diner At least it buys the baby milk to drink He once told me I was pretty But the only ring he got me is The ring of grease that runs around the sink Yes, I lay beside him gentle 'Cause he told me that he loved me And he made me dance before the music played But at least I didn't beg him I'd rather wash my dishes 'Cause it makes me feel as if my hands are clean Sometimes I stand here thinking About a man back home in Kansas And how the folks just turned away ashamed Now I stare down through the soapsuds And reach down and pull the drain plug And watch it as Manhattan floats away Yes, I lay beside him gentle 'Cause he told me that he loved me And he made me dance before the music played But at least I didn't beg him I'd rather wash my dishes 'Cause it makes me feel as if my hands are clean Yes, it makes me feel as if my hands are clean

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  • Joe Allen