I Wouldn't Live In New York City (If They Gave Me The Whole Dang Town) - Buck Owens

It ain’t nothin' but a concrete jungle with people packed like sardines

Where everybody’s tryin' to live beyond their means

Where all the natives hurry and scurry too and fro

And like a fleas on a puppy dog they got no place to go.

I wouldn’t live in New York City if they gave me the whole dang town

Talk about a bummer it’s the biggest one around

Sodom and Gommorah was tame to what I found

I wouldn’t live in New York City if they gave me the whole dang town.

Well, I ain’t seen the sunshine since the day that I arrived

'Cause brother I’ve been busy a-tryin' to survive

Nobody knows you’ve been here till you’re six feet under ground

Than you become a statistic if they remember to write you down.

I wouldn’t live in New York City if they gave me the whole dang town

Talk about a bummer it’s the biggest one around

Sodom and Gommorah was tame to what I found

I wouldn’t live in New York City if they gave me the whole dang town…