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  13 <h1 class="songtitle">Talking New York</h1>
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  16 <p>(Bob Dylan/trad.)<br />
  17 Played by Bob Dylan on <a class="recordlink" href="../01_bobdylan/index.htm">Bob Dylan</a> (1962)<br />
  18 Tabbed by Eyolf &Oslash;strem</p>
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  23 G . C . D . .
  24 G . C . D . . G C/g G . G . . .
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  26 G                   C    /b
  27 Rambling out of the wild west
  28 D
  29 Leaving the towns I love the best
  30 G                     C
  31 Thought I'd seen some ups and downs
  32         D                  /f# G (. /e/d . )
  33 'Till I come into New York town
  34 C                               /b
  35 People going down to the ground
  36 D                              /f# G
  37 Buildings going up to the sky.
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  39 G . C /b D . . /f#G ./e/d G
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  41 Wintertime in New York town
  42 The wind blowing snow around
  43 Walk around with nowhere to go
  44 Somebody could freeze right to the bone
  45 I froze right to the bone
  46 New York Times said it was the coldest winter in seventeen years
  47 I didn't feel so cold then.
  48
  49 I swung on to my old guitar
  50 Grabbed hold of a subway car
  51 And after a rocking, reeling, rolling ride
  52 I landed up on the downtown side:
  53 Greenwich Village.
  54
  55 I walked down there and ended up
  56 In one of them coffee-houses on the block
  57 Got on the stage to sing and play
  58 Man there said: &quot;Come back some other day
  59 You sound like a hillbilly
  60 We want folksingers here.
  61
  62 Well, I got a harmonica job begun to play
  63 Blowing my lungs out for a dollar a day
  64 I blowed inside out and upside down
  65 The man there said he loved my sound
  66 He was raving about he loved my sound
  67 Dollar a day's worth.
  68
  69 After weeks and weeks of hanging around
  70 I finally got a job in New York town
  71 In a bigger place, bigger money too
  72 Even joined the Union and paid my dues.
  73
  74 Now, a very great man once said
  75 That some people rob you with a fountain pen
  76 It don't take too long to find out
  77 Just what he was talking about
  78 A lot of people don't have much food on their table
  79 But they got a lot of forks and knives
  80 And they gotta cut something.
  81
  82 So one morning when the sun was warm
  83 I rambled out of New York town
  84 Pulled my cap down over my eyes
  85 And heated out for the western skies
  86 So long New York
  87 Howdy, East Orange.
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