Well out of Southern Illinois come a down home country boy
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He gonna make it in the city playin' guitar in the studio
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Well he hadn't been there an hour, when he met a Broadway flower
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You know she took him for his money and she left him in a cheap hotel
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Oh well it's easy for you to see that that country boy is me
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Say and how am I ever gonna break the news to the folks back home
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Well I was gonna be a great success
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Things sure ended up a mess
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But in the process I got messed up too
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Chorus:
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Hello Mamma and Dad I had to call collect
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'Cause I ain't got a cent to my name
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Well I'm sleepin' in the hotel doorway
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And tonight they say it's gonna rain
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And if you'd only send me some money
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I'll be back on my feet again
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Send it in care of the Sunday Mission
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Box number ten
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Well back in Southern Illinois they're still worryin' 'bout their boy
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But this boy's goin' home soon's he get's the fare
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Because as soon as I got my bread
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I got a pipe upside my head
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You know they left me in an alley
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Took my money and my guitar, too
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Chorus
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Box #10
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Jim Croce |