"Old New York" as written by and Luke Temple Breneman....
Think I’m leaving old New York behind
A whisper west is blowing through my mind
Thought I’d give it one good college try
Stare too long the sun will burn you blind

See that open road
I know I’ll take it
Try and slip from the city’s grip

I’ve tried I’ve tried but why

Alters built on greed and glamour lust
A prized idea for children born of trust
Too many are left in fortunes dust
Left to feed and feed they always must

See that open road
I know I’ll take it
Try and slip from the cities grip

I’ve tried I’ve tried but why
Live where they aim to die
I’ve tried I’ve tried but why
Live where they aim to die
Squeeze through the needles I

Something’s in the ground couldn’t you hear that awful sound
Something’s falling down couldn’t you hear that awful sound

See that open road
I know I’ll take it
Try and slip from the cities grip

I’ve tried I’ve tried but why
Live where they aim to die
I’ve tried I’ve tried but why
Live where they aim to die
Squeeze through the needles eye



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