Key: D
Introduction:
D
Well, I was born in a little bitty tar hut
D G
You know they called me a man 'cause I couldn't keep my big, big mouth shut
G D
So tell me, what's the use of me sitting here leaving when any ole day I might be even
G D
Lord knows that New York City's got a lot to do with it
G D
Yeah, I wish someday I could find the way to get it out of my brain
G D
This dirty old town's gonna sink right down and I don't want to go with it
A
I wish there was a way that I knew to get even, a way to get my licks in, 'bobbin' and a-'weavin'
A D
Any ole thing besides goin' and a'leavin' you can do on a train
Well, I once knew a man who sailed around the world twice