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When I got to New York City I was looking for another side of life,
And my feet were so damn callused I could probably walk the edges of a knife,
My mistakes had often lead me to believe I’ll never find an open door,
Now I’m busted flat and broken and I don’t know what the hell I’m waiting for,

Some could see I was stumbling, and a couple even stopped to lend a hand,
Most would pass me by and ridicule and fail to recognize a fellow man,
Now the wind is growing bitter, and the leaves begin to die and start to fall,
And I wonder if next summer if I’ll even be around this place at all,

If I could go back to the days when I was young,
I’d travel the whole world over and then some,
And I’d come back to you with an everlasting lily in my hand,
And I’d show the world just what it means to me, for me, to get be your man,

On the edges of a fading afternoon, I heard a voice within my head,
And the echoes of forgotten words from all the dusty books I have not read,
And I wondered if by chance I should have listened back to what they said in school,
It occurred to me I might have been the class clown then but now I’m just a fool,

If I could go back to the days when I was young,
I’d travel the whole world over and then some,
And I’d come back to you with an everlasting lily in my hand,
And I’d show the world just what it means to me, for me, to get be your man,

I’d show the world just what it means to me, for me, to get be your man

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