Please come to Boston for the springtime
I’m staying here with some friends
And they’ve got lots of room
You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk
By a café where I hope to be workin’ soon
Please come to Boston
She said no, would you come home to me
And she said hey ramblin’ boy
Now won’t you settle down
Boston ain’t your kind of town
There ain’t no gold and there ain’t nobody like me
Cause I’m the number one fan of the man from Tennessee
Please come to Denver with the snowfall
We’ll move up into the mountains
So far that we can’t be found
And throw I love you echoes down the canyons
And then lie awake at night until they come back around
Please come to Denver
She said no, boy you come home to me
And she said hey ramblin’ boy
Now won’t you settle down
Denver ain’t your kind of town
There ain’t no gold and there ain’t nobody like me
Cause I’m the number one fan of the man from Tennessee
Now this drifters world goes round and
round
And I doubt if it’s ever gonna stop
But of all the dreams I’ve lost
And found and all that I ain’t got
I still need to lean to somebody I can sing to
Please come to L.A. to live forever
California life alone is just too hard to build
I live in a house that looks out over the ocean
And there are some stars that fell from the sky
Living up on the hill
Please come to L.A.
She said no, boy you come home to me
And she said hey ramblin’ boy
Now won’t you settle down
L.A. can be your kind of town
There ain’t no gold and there ain’t nobody like me
Cause I’m the number one fan of the man from Tennessee