Song | Streets of Baltimore |
Artist | The Del McCoury Band |
Album | The Streets of Baltimore |
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Well I sold the farm to take my woman where she longed to be | |
We left our kin and all our friends back there in Tennessee | |
Then I bought those one-way tickets she had often begged me for | |
And they took us to the streets of Baltimore | |
Well her heart was filled with gladness when she saw those city lights | |
She said, "The prettiest place on earth was Baltimore at night" | |
Well a man feels proud to give his woman what she's longing for | |
And I kind of like the streets of Baltimore | |
Then I got myself a factory job, I ran an old machine | |
And I bought a little cottage in a neighborhood serene | |
Then every night when I'd come home with every muscle sore | |
She'd drag me through the streets of Baltimore | |
Well I did my best to bring her back to what she used to be | |
Then I soon learned she loved those bright lights more than she loved me | |
Now I'm a going back on that same train that brought me here before | |
While my baby walks the streets of Baltimore | |
While my baby walks the streets of Baltimore |
Well I sold the farm to take my woman where she longed to be | |
We left our kin and all our friends back there in Tennessee | |
Then I bought those oneway tickets she had often begged me for | |
And they took us to the streets of Baltimore | |
Well her heart was filled with gladness when she saw those city lights | |
She said, The prettiest place on earth was Baltimore at night | |
Well a man feels proud to give his woman what she s longing for | |
And I kind of like the streets of Baltimore | |
Then I got myself a factory job, I ran an old machine | |
And I bought a little cottage in a neighborhood serene | |
Then every night when I d come home with every muscle sore | |
She d drag me through the streets of Baltimore | |
Well I did my best to bring her back to what she used to be | |
Then I soon learned she loved those bright lights more than she loved me | |
Now I m a going back on that same train that brought me here before | |
While my baby walks the streets of Baltimore | |
While my baby walks the streets of Baltimore |
Well I sold the farm to take my woman where she longed to be | |
We left our kin and all our friends back there in Tennessee | |
Then I bought those oneway tickets she had often begged me for | |
And they took us to the streets of Baltimore | |
Well her heart was filled with gladness when she saw those city lights | |
She said, The prettiest place on earth was Baltimore at night | |
Well a man feels proud to give his woman what she s longing for | |
And I kind of like the streets of Baltimore | |
Then I got myself a factory job, I ran an old machine | |
And I bought a little cottage in a neighborhood serene | |
Then every night when I d come home with every muscle sore | |
She d drag me through the streets of Baltimore | |
Well I did my best to bring her back to what she used to be | |
Then I soon learned she loved those bright lights more than she loved me | |
Now I m a going back on that same train that brought me here before | |
While my baby walks the streets of Baltimore | |
While my baby walks the streets of Baltimore |