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Recorded by Harry
Belafonte: Recording date: 1970 Playing time: 3:13 LP : LSP4301 |
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Lyrics: I spend the winter in the city Cuddling close to keep me warm Soon as I knew the spring was breaking I got the urge for movinī on I like the highway roads unfolding I like to breathe sweet country air Hearing the note that the breeze is holding Lightens my burden eases my cares I got to stop this city living And get back to some solid ground I got to take what life is giving I open the window, I hear the wind blow Something will call me, off I'll go I know When I had grown to one and twenty I left the country far behind Got me a job in Pittsburg city Loading on iron from the mine Working me heart off thru December Saving my money when I can Big city boys will try to cheat you Women will curse you like a man I got to stop this city living And get back to some solid ground I got to take what life is giving Often all easy you can believe me No one to tell me when to come and when to go When I go back to West Virginia I'm gonna set for quite a spell Mamma will talk about Salvation Daddy is goin' to give me hell But I never had no long ambition Wanna be easy in my mind I need a horse that needs a rider I need a girl that's sweet and kind I got to stop this city living And get back to some solid ground I gotta take what life is giving Space all around me, no troubles to haunt me Drinking sweet country cider Taking things real slow |
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