New York's Not My Home (Harper College 2/5/73)

Things were spinnin′ 'round me And all my thoughts were cloudy And I had begun to doubt all the things that were me Been in so many places, you know I′ve run so many races I looked into the empty faces of the people of the night Somethin' is just not right 'Cause I know that I′ve gotta get outta here I′m so alone Don't you know that I gotta get outta here ′Cause New York's not my home Though all the streets are crowded There′s somethin' strange about it I lived there ′bout a year and I never once felt at home I thought I'd make the big time I learned a lot of lessons awfully quick And now I'm tellin′ you that they were not the nice kind It has been so long since I have felt fine That′s the reason that I've gotta get outta here I′m so alone Don't you know that I gotta get outta here ′Cause New York's not my home That′s the reason that I've gotta get outta here I'm so alone Don′t you know that I gotta get outta here ′Cause New York's not my home