(Mesures à 4 temps) (S.A) There's just somethin' about this hotel   Got me wishin' I was dead   Gotta get out of New York City, son   Somewhere I can clear my head       I was just kickin' along the sidewalk   No one looks you in the eye   No one asks you how you're doin'   Don't seem to care if you live or if you die       I just got to get me somewhere   Somewhere that I can feel free   Gotta get out of New York City, boy New York City's killin' me It was just outside of Nashville   I met the woman of my dreams   Sure would like to get to know her   Maybe find out what it means       I get so tired of all this concrete   I get so tired of all this noise   Gotta get back up in the country   Have a couple drinks with the good ol' boys       I just got to get me somewhere   Somewhere that I can feel free   Get me out of New York City, son   New York City's killin' me I just got to get me somewhere   Somewhere that I can feel free   Get me out of New York City, son   New York City's killin' me   Gotta get out of New York City, son   New York City's killin' me