Orleans - Sweet Johanna lyrics

I came to the great big city I was only seventeen Got me a job in a big skyscraper Keepin' the restrooms clean And I meant to save all my money And bring you east someday But the neon lights burned holes in my pockets And the money just slipped away My sweet Johanna I'm hitchin' a ride back to Indiana Back where I started And poorer than the day I went away My sweet Johanna I'm hitchin' a ride back to Indiana Just to tell you that You wouldn't like to live In New York City anyway You wrote me long love letters And I read them through and through The concrete seemed a little bit warmer Just knowin' your love was true But still I got so lonely Sittin' in my room at night That I had to go out just any place As long as the lights were bright My sweet Johanna I'm hitchin' a ride back to Indiana Back where I started And poorer than the day I went away My sweet Johanna I'm hitchin' a ride back to Indiana Just to tell you that You wouldn't like to live In New York City anyway I went to the bar on the corner Thought I'd have just one beer "How bout one for me. Hon?" A voice whispered in my ear I had not heard a friendly word for seven months or more So I had to defend my lady friend When somebody called her a who*e "Well, what do you know, he's a farmer" That dirty ba*tard laughed I said "I'll show you how a farmer fights" But I was a little too smashed We all went out to the alley But I woke up alone With an empty wallet, achin' head And nowhere to go but home My sweet Johanna I'm hitchin' a ride back to Indiana Back where I started And poorer than the day I went away My sweet Johanna I'm hitchin' a ride back to Indiana Just to tell you that You wouldn't like to live In New York City anyway My sweet Johanna I'm hitchin' a ride back to Indiana Back where I started And poorer than the day I went away My sweet Johanna I'm hitchin' a ride back to Indiana Just to tell you that You wouldn't like to live In New York City anyway