Lyrics King Of The City - Jennifer Nettles

King Of The City

My name is José
But they call me the «The Rey»
My throne sits downtown in the air
Well, I wash all the windows
To the 36 floors
And man, I just love it up there
My wife is the queen
And she used to clean
The hospital next to our home
Now she takes care of babies
For a nice white lady
Too busy for raisin' her own
Ah-ooh, ah-ooooh, woah
Ah-ooh, ah-ooooh, woah
Well, I used to wash dishes
On Bowery and 9th
Run pizzas around on a bike
Yeah, I do what it takes
Gettin' paid half the wage
Any job the gringos don’t like
Oh, the way up here
It’s so quiet
Don’t believe me, boy
Oh, you really should try it
I look around
Ain’t it pretty?
It’s good to be king of the city
Ah-ooh, ah-ooooh, woah
Ah-ooh, ah-ooooh, woah
That day in September, I’ll always remember
Started out just like the rest
I was floor 26 when the first plane hit
And I still feel that sound in my chest
It’s true I wasn’t born here, but my heart is sworn here
To hold up your dreams with my own
That day on my perch, I made it a church
And I prayed for each soul to fly home
You see, I watched them fall
From that building
And I wept for all
Of their wives and their children
I won’t forget
It will always get me
The saddest day
To be king of the city
Ah-ooh, ah-ooooh, woah
Ah-ooh, ah-ooooh, woah
Ah-ooh, ah-ooooh, woah
Ah-ooh, ah-ooooh, woah
My name is José
But they call me «The Rey»
My throne sits downtown in the air