Please come to Boston for the springtime Im stayin here with some friends And theyve got lots of room You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk By a cafe 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 wont you settle down? Boston aint your kind of town There aint no gold and There aint nobody like me Im the number one fan of the man from Tennessee. Please come to Denver with the snowfall Well move up into the mountains so far That we cant be found And throw I love you echoes down the canyon And then lie awake at night until they come back around Please come to Denver She said, No Boy, would you come home to me? And she said, Hey, ramblin boy Why dont you settle down? Denver aint your kind of town There aint no gold and There aint nobody like me Cause Im the number one fan Of the man from Tennessee. Now, this drifters world goes round and round And I doubt that its ever gonna stop But of all the dreams Ive lost or found And all that I aint got I still need to lean to Somebody I can sing to Please come to L.A. to live forever A California life alone is just too hard to build I live in a house that looks out over the ocean And theres some stars that fell from the sky And livin up on the hill Please come to L.A She just said, No Boy, wont you come home to me? And she said, Hey, ramblin boy Why dont you settle down? L.A. cant be your kind of town There aint no gold and There aint nobody like me No, no, Im the number one fan Of the man from Tennessee Im the number one fan Of the man from Tennessee.
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