Letra de 'Big City Living' de Harry Belafonte

I spend the winter in the city
Cuddling close to keep me warm
Soon as I knew the spring was breaking
I got the urge for movin´ on

I like the highway roads unfolding
I like to breathe sweet country air
Hearing the note that the breeze is holding
Lightens my burden eases my cares

I got to stop this city living
And get back to some solid ground
I got to take what life is giving
I open the window, I hear the wind blow
Something will call me, off I'll go I know

When I had grown to one and twenty
I left the country far behind
Got me a job in Pittsburg city
Loading on iron from the mine
Working me heart off thru December
Saving my money when I can
Big city boys will try to cheat you
Women will curse you like a man

I got to stop this city living
And get back to some solid ground
I got to take what life is giving
Often all easy you can believe me
No one to tell me when to come and when to go

When I go back to West Virginia
I'm gonna set for quite a spell
Mamma will talk about Salvation
Daddy is goin' to give me hell
But I never had no long ambition
Wanna be easy in my mind
I need a horse that needs a rider
I need a girl that's sweet and kind

I got to stop this city living
And get back to some solid ground
I gotta take what life is giving
Space all around me, no troubles to haunt me
Drinking sweet country cider
Taking things real slow