| Yeah the doctors don’t know, but New York was killing me,
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| Bunch of doctors coming round, they don’t know
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| That New York is killing me
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| Yeah I need to go home and take it slow in Jackson, Tennessee
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| Let me tell ya fast city ain’t living all
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| It’s cracked up to be
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| Fast city living it all
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| It’s cracked up to be
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| Yes seem I need to go home
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| And slow down in Jackson, Tennessee
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| Yes I lay down, I lay down
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| The doctor: «Try to take it all in»
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| Yeah lay down, lay down
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| To try to take it all in
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| (Take it all in)
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| Yeah you got 8 million people
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| And I didn’t have a single friend
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| Don’t you know, don’t you know
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| New York was killing me
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| Yes, I was standing nearly dying here
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| New York was killing me
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| Seems like I need to start over
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| And move back home in Jackson, Tennessee
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| Lord have mercy, mercy on me
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| Yeah Lord have mercy, have mercy on me
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| Tell him to bury my body back home in Jackson, Tennessee
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| Yeah Lord have mercy, have mercy on me
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| Yeah I need to be back home, need to be back home,
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| Need to be back home, need to be back home yeah
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| Born in Chicago but I go home Tennessee
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| Yeah I born in Chicago but I… |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song New York is Killing Me , by - Gil Scott-Heron. Song from the album We're New Again - A Reimagining by Makaya McCraven, in the genre R&B