Please come to Boston for the springtime
I′m staying with some friends and they said they got a lot of room
We can settle in a place down near the Santa Barbara
Near the front of a small cafe where I hope to be working soon
Please come to Boston, she said no
Boy, come on home to me, she said, she said
You rambling boy, why don't you settle down
Boston ain′t your kind of town
There ain't no gold and there ain't nobody like me
I′m the number one fan of the man from Tennessee
Please come to Denver for the snowfall
We′ll move up in the mountains so high we can't be found
We′ll send our love through echo and down the canyon
Then we'll lie awake at night ′til they come back around
Please come to Denver, she said no
Boy, come on home to me, she said, she said
You rambling boy, why don't you settle down
Denver ain′t your kind of town
There ain't no gold and there ain't nobody like me
I′m the number one fan of the man from Tennessee
Well, this old drifting world keeps spinning ′round
I doubt if it's ever gonna stop
Because of all the things I′ve lost and found
And all that I ain't got
I still cling to somebody to sing to
Please come to L.A. to live forever
The California life alone just seems so hard to build
I got a house that looks out over the ocean
And there are stars that fell from the sky that live up on the hill
Please come to L.A., she said no
Boy, get yourself home to me, she said, she said
You rambling boy, why don′t you settle down
L.A. ain't your kind of town
There ain′t no gold and there ain't nobody like me
I'm the number one fan of the man from Tennessee
I′m the number one fan of the man from Tennessee
Writer(s): David Loggins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
