Big city blues

Take me to the railways, take me to the moon
take me out of town down the street of the Jews
I’m sick and tired of a-singin’ the same old blues
I don’t want nothing of the big city news

Everyone's a liar, everyone's a cop
I’m deep down in a hole and I just ain’t gonna stop
big city baby keep draggin’ me down
I don’t want nothing of the big city crowd

I don’t want nothing of the big city
I don’t want nothing of the big city
I don’t want nothing of the big city blues

I done a long way down the streets of gold
now everyone’s suspicious and everyone is cold
I’m going home with the dust inside my shoes
I don’t want nothing of the big city blues

I don’t want nothing of the big city
I don’t want nothing of the big city
I don’t want nothing of the big city blues

Seven million cars
stolen guitars

I don’t want nothing of the big city
I don’t want nothing of the big city
I don’t want nothing of the big city blues

I don’t want nothing of the big city
I don’t want nothing of the big city
I don’t want nothing of the big city blues


(P) (C) 2008 Davide Ravera