talkin' new york

ramblin' outa the wild west

leavin' the towns i love the best

thought i'd seen some ups and downs

'til i come into new york town

people goin' down to the ground

buildings goin' up to the sky

wintertime in new york town

the wind blowin' snow around

walk around with nowhere to go

somebody could freeze right to the bone

i froze right to the bone

new york times said it was the coldest winter in seventeen years

i didn't feel so cold then

i swung onto my old guitar

grabbed hold of a subway car

and after a rocking

reeling

rolling ride

i landed up on the downtown side

greenwich village

i walked down there and ended up

in one of them coffee-houses on the block

got on the stage to sing and play

man there said

come back some other day