"Box #10" as written by and James Croce....
Well out of southern Illinois come a down home country boy
He's gonna make it in the city playin' guitar in the studio
Well he hadn't been there an hour, when he met a Broadway flower
You know she took him for his money and she left him in a cheap hotel
Oh well it's easy for you to see that that country boy is me
Sayin' how am I gonna ever break the news to the folks back home
Well I was gonna be a great success
Things sure ended up a mess
But in the process I got messed up too

Hello Mamma and Dad I had to call collect
'Cause I ain't got a cent to my name
Well I'm sleepin' in the hotel doorway
And tonight they say it's gonna rain
And if you'd only send me some money
I'll be back on my feet again
Send it in care of the Sunday Mission
Box number ten

Well back in Southern Illinois they're still worryin' 'bout their boy
But this boy's goin' home soon's he get's the fare
Because as soon as I got my bread
I got a pipe upside my head
You know they left me in an alley
Took my money and my guitar, too


Lyrics submitted by nbordner, edited by mypointofview

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    General Commentgreatest song he ever wrote
    inadaynotmyown2on February 22, 2006   Link
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    General Commentthis song is amazing
    messiahofevilon January 31, 2012   Link

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