[Verse 1] He was standing on the highway somewhere way out in the sticks Guitar across his shoulder like a 30 ought six He was staring in my headlights when I come around the bend Climbed up on my shotgun side told me with a grin [Chorus] I'm going to New York City, I never really been there Just like the way it sounds, I heard the girls are pretty There must be something happening there It's just too big a town [Verse 2] He was cold and wet and hungry, never did complain Said he'd come a thousand miles through sleet and snow and rain He had a hundred stories 'bout the places that he'd been He'd hang around a little while and hit the road again [Chorus] [Verse 3] See I've been to New York City, seems like it was yesterday I was standing like a pilgrim on the great white way The girls were really pretty but they wouldn't talk to me I held out about a week went back to Tennessee So, I thought I'd better warn him and I climbed out of my car Grabbed his battered suitcase, shouldered his guitar I knew I was just jealous if I didn't wish him well I slipped the kid a twenty, said "Billy, give 'em hell" [Chorus][x2] [Outro] Going to New York City[x3]