New York’s Not My Home

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Jim Croce - Pop, Folk Rock

New York’s Not My Home

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[Verse 1] Well, things were spinnin' 'round me And all my thoughts were cloudy And I had begun to doubt all the things that were me [Bridge] Been in so many places You know I've run so many races I looked into the empty faces of the people of the night Somethin' is just not right [Chorus] 'Cause I know that I gotta get outta here I'm so alone Don't you know that I gotta get outta here 'Cause New York's not my home [Verse 2] Though all the streets are crowded There's somethin' strange about it I lived there 'bout a year and I never once felt at home [Bridge] I thought I'd make the big time I learned a lot of lessons awful quick, and now I'm Tellin' you, that they were not the nice kind It has been so long since I have felt fine [Chorus] That's the reason that I gotta get outta here I'm so alone Don't you know that I gotta get outta here 'Cause New York's not my home [Instrumental Break] 1:46 - 2:22 [Chorus] That's the reason that I gotta get outta here I'm so alone Don't you know that I gotta get outta here 'Cause New York's not my home

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  • Jim Croce