ฟังเพลงNew York City

New York City - Frances Black

It's a crazy old day in New York city

I'm miles from home but I don't need pity

And I miss my friends my home town

Sunday morning shutters down

Radio from an open window

The smell of fried chicken

And the sound of children

And skipping ropes and kiss and tell

I've missed my flight but what the hell

I am a stranger here

New York city's not my home

Monday morning rush is on

Everybody's waking at the crack of dawn

With sleepy eyes walking fast

Rushing for the train that you got to catch

Streets are full of navy cars

Fogged up windows and you can't get far

With traffic jams hooting horns

Cups of coffee from coffee bars

I am an stranger here and

I could just disappear

New York City's not my home

Tuesday night was freezing cold

It rained for hours so I stayed indoors

And I counted time one day to go

Till I packed my bags and I'm going home

JFK was packed that day

They drove me out in a Chevrolet

With my suitcase and my spirits high

I'm going home New York goodbye

I am a stranger here and

I could just disappear

New York City's not my home

Not my home

New York City's not my home