Well the buildings grow too tall here
And the roads are too goddamned straight
And I could stay here till I'm ninety
Still I cannot get used to this place
They don't like my music
They don't like my stories
They don't like my cooking
Now ain't that too bad
But my heart is hungering
For things familiar
How I miss the good friends I once I had
It's a harried way that I've been traveling
Kind of like running in the sand
Can't catch my breath
Can't get my bearings
Till I'm back in Maryland
The TV news comes in too early
And the winter tarries much too long
And the wind is colder than I care for
And they say their vowels all wrong
I'd trade the Tetons for the Blue Ridge
I'd rather have the Bay Shore than
The whole West Coast
And I would give my eye teeth
For a bushel of blue crabs
And I'd trade the Rockies for Sugarloaf
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