New York City The Statler Brothers
written by Don Reid
sung by the Statler Brothers
from the Best of (1975)
[C]She came to me shortly after [D]Christmas
[F]Said she hated [G7]sport & New Year's [C]Eve
But the [C]truth doesn't wait to come in [D]season
& [F]what we had [G7]feared was now be[C]lieved
She said she'd leave come Monday [D]mornin'
[F]Catch a plane [G7]if I'd split the [C]fare
She said she had friends in New York [D]City
She'd [F]look them up & [G7]have the baby [C]there
And [F]now she's alone in New York [C]City
[F]Livin' like Lord I wonder [C]how
An [Am]angel in hell in New York [D]City
[F]I can't [G7]think about that [C]now
[D]Honey, will you tell him Bible [E]stories
& [G]give him all the [A7]love I never [D]could?
But never tell him too much about his [E]daddy
'Cause [G]there's not [A7]much to say that's [D]good
He'll have to learn it all from his [E]mother
[G]How to count & [A7]say his AB[D]C's
& when you teach him prayers to say at [E]bedtime
[G]Leave out "God bless [A7]daddy," won't you [D]please?
And [G]now they're alone in New York [D]City
[G]Livin' like Lord I wonder [D]how
2 [Bm]angels in hell in New York [E]City
[G]I can't [A7]think about that [D]now
[G]I can't [A7]think about that [D]now
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