Bob Dylan Talkin` New York Lyrics

Talkin` New York Lyrics

Rambling out of the wild west

Leaving the towns I love best

Thought I'd seen some ups and down 

'Till I come into New York town

People going down to the ground

Building going up to the sky.



Wintertime in New York town

The wind blowing 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 on to 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

You sound like a hillbilly 

We want folksingers here.



Well, I got a harmonica job begun to play 

Blowing my lungs out for a dollar a day

I blowed inside out and upside down 

The man there said he loved my sound

He was raving about he loved my sound 

Dollar a day's worth.



After weeks and weeks of hanging around 

I finally got a job in New York town

In a bigger place, bigger money too 

Even joined the Union and paid my dues.



Now, a very great man once said 

That some people rob you with a fountain pen

It don't take too long to find out 

Just what he was talking about

A lot of people don't have much food on their table

But they got a lot of forks and knives 

And they gotta cut something.



So one morning when the sun was warm 

I rambled out of New York town

Pulled my cap down over my eyes 

And heated out for the western skies

So long New York 

Howdy, East Orange.