Sweet Johanna

歌詞

Well I came up to the great big city When I was only seventeen Got me a job in a big skyscraper Helping to keep the place clean I tried to save all my money To bring you here someday The neon lights burned holes in my pockets And the money just slipped away Now my sweet Johanna I'm hitchin' on back down to Louisiana Back where I started And I'm poorer than the day I went away Oh, my sweet Johanna I'm coming on home to Louisiana Back where I started 'Cause you might want to live In New York City anyway I went on down to the bar on the corner To have myself a beer "Sweet young hoss, now what about these" I heard it in my ear I had not heard a friendly word In seven months or more So I had to defend my lady friend When somebody called her a whore Now now my sweet Johanna I'm hitchin' a ride back to Louisiana Back where I started And I'm poorer than the day I went away Now my sweet Johanna I'm hitchin' a ride back to Louisiana Just to tell you that You might like to live In New York City anyway Well we all went out to the alley But I woke up all alone An empty wallet, an ache in my head And no place to call home Now my sweet Johanna You know I'm hitchin' a ride back to Louisiana Just to tell you that And I'm poorer than the day I went away Oh, my sweet Johanna I'm coming on back home to Louisiana Just to tell you that You might want to live In New York City anyway Hitchin' on back to Louisiana Back where I started And I'm poorer than the day I went away Oh, my sweet Johanna I'm coming on back home to Louisiana Just to tell you that You might like to live In New York City anyway