The snow got much to deep for me in Denver The rain fell way to hard out in LA I couldn't stand the sandstorms in West Texas That's all it took for me to be on my way Then a friend told me about the beaches down in Georgia He said the weather's fine boy, the livin' sure fits your style That's why I'm on this workgame in the hot sun. Where the red necked judge gettin' ready for an unfair trial But there's a lady on my mind in New York city All alone she's burned her torch for me She stands tall and proud in New York Harbor And in time I know you'll see that I go free The man told me I'd better change my way of livin' He said now we got laws just made for the likes of you Ain't got time for your kind here in this town He just wouldn't believe that I was only pa**ing through Let me be the first to say there's gotta be some changes And he may be right some changes ought to be in me But the same damn law that put me on this workgame Give you and me the right to disagree But there's a lady on my mind in New York city All alone she's burned her torch for me She stands tall and proud in New York Harbor And in time I know you'll see that I go free