Story Behind The Song
This is auto biographical. I've had a lot of jobs and gone a lot of places looking for that eleusive moment of clarity and contentment. It's been a hell of a ride
Song Description
This is the story of a man's quest to find his dream, which always seems to be just beyond his reach.
| Song Length |
5:21 |
Genre |
Blues - Country |
| Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| |
Lyrics
Born in the city raised in the countryside
Born in the city raised in the countryside
I?ve been all around this country
Trying to find that baby of mine
First time I saw her I was working on that Great South Bay
First time I saw her I was working on that Great South Bay
Couldn?t make no money
Let my baby slip away
Went to Oklahoma, thought I?d find my baby there
Went to Oklahoma, thought I?d find my baby there
There were lots of pretty women
Couldn?t find my baby anywhere
Saw her in Virginia, she was livin? down on Hawkin?s farm
Saw her in Virginia, she was livin? down on Hawkin?s farm
Woke up one morning
Found my baby gone
So I took to the highway searching Pennsylvania towns
I took to the highway searching Pennsylvania towns
Even got myself a job there
Till that bossman put me down
Back to New York City I was working for some rich man?s son
Back to New York City I was working for some rich man?s son
But the bossman was a drunken fool
On the road again
If you see my baby tell her I?m a lonesome man
If you see my baby tell her I?m a lonesome man
I?m working down on Maggie?s farm
Doing the best I can
Born in the city raised in the countryside
Born in the city raised in the countryside
I?ve been all around this country
Trying to find that baby of mine