Lyrics:

He Was Standing On The Highway
somewhere Way Out In The Sticks
guitar Across His Shoulder
like A 30 Ought Six
he Was Staring In My Headlights
when I Come Around The Bend
climbed Up On My Shotgun Side
and Told Me With A Grin

chorus
i'm Going To New York City
i Never Really Been There
just Like The Way It Sounds
i Heard The Girls Are Pretty
there Must Be Something Happening There
it's Just Too Big A Town

he Was Cold And Wet And Hungry
but He Never Did Complain
said He'd Come A Thousand Miles
through Sleet And Snow And Rain
he Had A Hundred Stories
about The Places That He'd Been
he'd Hang Around A Little While
and Hit The Road Again

chorus

see I've Been To New York City
seems Like It Was Yesterday
i Was Standing Like A Pilgrim
on The Great White Way
the Girls Were Really Pretty
but They Wouldn't Talk To Me
i Held Out About A Week
went Back To Tennessee

so, I Thought I'd Better Warn Him
as He Climbed Out Of My Car
grabbed His Battered Suitcase
and Shouldered His Guitar
i Knew I Was Just Jealous
if I Didn't Wish Him Well
i Slipped The Kid A Twenty
said 'billy Give 'em Hell'