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William Michael Morgan

Please Come To Boston

 

Please Come To Boston


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

And 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
And 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

And 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

Now this drifter's world goes 'round 'round and I doubt that it's ever gonna stop
But of all the dreams I've lost and found, and all that I ain't got
I still 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
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

And 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

Yeah I'm the number one fan of the man from Tennessee

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