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Wade Bowen

Please Come To Boston

 

Please Come To Boston

(álbum: Try Not To Listen - 2002)


Please come to Boston for the springtime
I'm staying here with some friends and they've got lots of room
You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk
By a cafe' where I hope to be working soon
Please come to Boston
She said no, baby, you come home to me

She said hey rambling boy why don't you settle down
Boston ain't your kind of town
There ain't no gold, and there ain't nobody like me
I'm the number one fan of the man from Tennessee

Please come to Denver with the snowfall
We'll move up into the mountains so far that we can't be found
We'll throw I love you echoes down the canyon
And then lie awake at night 'til they come back around
Please come to Denver
She said no, baby, you come home to me

She said hey rambling boy why don't you settle down
Denver ain't your kind of town
There ain't no gold, and there ain't nobody like me
I'm the number one fan of the man from Tennessee

[Bridge:]
Now the drifter's world goes round and round
And I doubt if it's ever gonna stop
But of all the dreams I've lost and found
And all that I ain't got
I just need to lean to somebody I can sing to

Please come to LA to live forever
California life alone is just too hard to build
I live in a house that looks out over the ocean
And there's some stars that fell from the sky living up on the hill
Please come to LA
She said no, baby, you come home to me

She said hey rambling boy why don't you settle down
LA ain't your kind of town
There ain't no gold, and there ain't nobody like me
I'm the number one fan of the man from Tennessee

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