Hard Times In New York Town lyrics

by Bob Dylan

Come you ladies and you gentlemen, a-listen to my song.
Sing it to you right, but you might think it`s wrong.
Just a little glimpse of a story I`ll tell
`Bout an East Coast city that you all know well.
It`s hard times in the city,
Livin` down in New York town.

Old New York City is a friendly old town,
From Washington Heights to Harlem on down.
There`s a-mighty many people all millin` all around,
They`ll kick you when you`re up and knock you when you`re down.
It`s hard times in the city,
Livin` down in New York town.

It`s a mighty long ways from the Golden Gate
To Rockefeller Plaza n` the Empire State.
Mister Rockefeller sets up as high as a bird,
Old Mister Empire never says a word.
It`s hard times from the country,
Livin` down in New York town.

Well, it`s up in the mornin` tryin` to fins a job of work.
Stand in one place till your feet begin to hurt.
If you go a lot o` money you can make yourself merry,
If you only got a nickel, it`s the Staten Island Ferry.
And it`s hard times in the city,
Livin` down in New York town.

Mister Hudson come a-sailin` down the stream
And old Mister Minuet paid for his dream.
Bought your city on a one-way track,
`F I had my way I`d sell it right back.
And it`s hard times in the city,
Livin` down in New York town.

I`ll take all the smog in Cal-i-for-ne-ay,
`N` every bit of dust in the Oklahoma plains,
`N` the dirt in the caves of the Rocky Mountain mines.
It`s all much cleaner than the New York kind.
And it`s hard times in the city,
Livin` down in New York town.

So all you newsy people, spread the news around,
You c`n listen to m` story, listen to m` song.
You c`n step on my name, you c`n try `n` get me beat,
When I leave New York, I`ll be standin` on my feet.
And it`s hard times in the city,
Livin` down in New York town.
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