Please come to Boston    (video)    (midi)

 

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1. Please, come to Boston for the springtime,

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    I'm staying here with some friends and they've got lots of room.

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    You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk

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    by a café were I hope to be working soon.

 

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Please, come to Boston ! She said, “No,

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baby, you come home to me.”

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And she said, "Hey, ramblin' boy, now, won't you settle down ?

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Boston ain't your kinda town.

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There ain't no gold and there ain't nobody like me,

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I'm the number one fan of a man from Tennessee.

 

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2. Please, come to Denver where the snow falls,

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    we'll move up into the mountains so far that we can't be found,

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    and throw "I love you" echoes down the canyon,

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    and we'll lie awake at night 'til they come back around.

 

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Please, come to Denver ! She said, “No,

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boy, but you come home to me.”

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And she said, "Hey, ramblin' boy, now, won't you settle down ?

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Denver ain't your kinda town.

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There ain't no gold and there ain't nobody like me,

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I'm the number one fan of a man from Tennessee.

 

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+  Now this drifter's world goes 'round and 'round,

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    and I doubt that it's ever gonna stop.

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    But of all the dreams I've lost or found, and all that I ain't got,

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    I still need to cling to somebody I can sing to.

 

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3. Please, come to L.A. to live forever,

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    the California life alone is just too hard to build.

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    I live in a house that looks out over the ocean,

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    and there’s some stars that fell from the sky, livin' up on the hill.

 

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Please, come to L.A. ! She just said, “No,

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boy, won’t you come home to me?”

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And she said, "Hey, ramblin' boy, now, won't you settle down ?

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L.A. ain't your kinda town.

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There ain't no gold and there ain't nobody like me,

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I'm the number one fan of a man from Tennessee.

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I'm the number one fan of a man from Tennessee.

 

(orig. = capo 4th)    (Dave Loggins)