About the song
The Statler Brothers have always had a knack for telling stories through their music, and “New York City” is no exception. Released in 1976, this nostalgic track paints a vivid picture of the city that never sleeps, capturing both its excitement and its overwhelming nature.
Written by band member Don Reid, “New York City” is a love song of sorts, but not one filled with romantic declarations. Instead, it’s a celebration of the hustle and bustle, the lights and the noise, that make the Big Apple so unique. The song’s lyrics are filled with vivid imagery, from the “yellow taxis” and “crowded streets” to the “neon signs” and “skyscrapers.”
The Statler Brothers, known for their tight harmonies and engaging storytelling, perfectly capture the energy and excitement of New York City. Their voices paint a picture of a city that’s both exhilarating and exhausting, a place where dreams can come true but where reality can be harsh.
“New York City” is more than just a song; it’s a time capsule that transports listeners back to the 1970s. The track’s catchy melody and relatable lyrics make it a timeless classic that continues to resonate with audiences today. Whether you’ve lived in New York or simply dreamed of visiting, “New York City” is a must-listen for fans of classic country music and anyone who appreciates a good story.
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Lyrics
She came to me shortly after Christmas
Said she hated spoiling New Year’s Eve
But the truth doesn’t wait to come in season
And what we had feared was now believed
She said she’d leave come Monday morning
Catch a plane if I’d split the fair
She had friends who lived in New York City (New York City)
She’d look them up and have the baby there
And now she’s alone in New York City (New York City)
Living like, Lord, I wonder how
An angel in hell in New York City (New York City)
But I can’t think about that now
Honey, will you tell him Bible stories
And give him all the love I never could?
And never tell him too much ’bout his daddy
‘Cause there’s not too much to say that’s good
He’ll have to learn it all from his mother
How to count and say his A-B-C’s
But when you teach him prayers to say at bedtime
Leave off “God bless Daddy, ” won’t you please?
And now they’re alone in New York City (New York City)
Living like, Lord, I wonder how
Two angels in hell in New York City (New York City)
But I can’t think about that now
I can’t think about that now