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Lyrics by: Buck Owens
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9 Nov '70 Country

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It ain't nothing but a concrete jungle With people packed like sardines Where everybody's trying To live beyond their means Where all the natives hurry And scurry to and fro And like fleas on a puppy dog They got no place to go [CHORUS] I wouldn't live in New York City If they gave me the whole dang town Talk about a bummer It's the biggest one around Sodom and Gommorah Was tame to what I found I wouldn't live in New York City If they gave me the whole dang town


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Well, I ain't seen the sunshine Since the day that I arrived 'Cause, brother, I've been busy Trying to survive Nobody knows you've been here Till you're six feet underground Than you become a statistic If they remember to write you down [repeat CHORUS]

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