Lyrics
Cape Cod Light to Mississip', to San Francisco Bay
They're talkin' 'bout this famous place, down Greenwich Village way
So I got my banjo out, just sittin', catchin' dust
And painted right across the case: "Greenwich Village or bust!"
My folks were sad to see me go, but I got no meanin' there
So I said, "Goodbye, Kansas, Mo, and hello, Washington Square!"
Near Tennessee, I met a guy who played 12-string guitar
He also had a mighty voice, not to mention a car
Each time he hit those bluegrass chords, you sure smelled mountain air
I said, "Don't waste it on the wind. Come on to Washington Square."
She sang for all humanity, this gal with raven hair
I said, "It's for the world to hear, come on to Washington Square."
We cannonballed into New York on good old US 1
Till up ahead we saw the arch, a-gleamin' bright in the sun
Say how's about a freedom song, or the ole' "Rock Island Line"!
Or how's about the dust-bowl crop, or men who work in a mine?
La la la la la la la ...
They're talkin' 'bout this famous place, down Greenwich Village way
So I got my banjo out, just sittin', catchin' dust
And painted right across the case: "Greenwich Village or bust!"
My folks were sad to see me go, but I got no meanin' there
So I said, "Goodbye, Kansas, Mo, and hello, Washington Square!"
Near Tennessee, I met a guy who played 12-string guitar
He also had a mighty voice, not to mention a car
Each time he hit those bluegrass chords, you sure smelled mountain air
I said, "Don't waste it on the wind. Come on to Washington Square."
She sang for all humanity, this gal with raven hair
I said, "It's for the world to hear, come on to Washington Square."
We cannonballed into New York on good old US 1
Till up ahead we saw the arch, a-gleamin' bright in the sun
Say how's about a freedom song, or the ole' "Rock Island Line"!
Or how's about the dust-bowl crop, or men who work in a mine?
La la la la la la la ...
