Bob Dylan - Hard times in new york town

Come you la^Cdies and you ge^Fntlemen, a-l^Gisten to my s^Cong Sing it to you ri^Fght, but you m^Gight think it’s w^Crong Just a little g^Flimpse of a s^Gtory I’ll t^Cell ’Bout an East Coast c^Fity that you a^Gll know w^Cell It’s hard times in the count^Fry Li^Gvin’ down in New York t^Cown

Old ^CNew York C^Fity is a fr^Giendly old t^Cown From Washington He^Fights to Ha^Grlem on d^Cown There’s a-mighty many p^Feople all mi^Gllin’ all ar^Cound They’ll kick you when you’re up and k^Fnock you when you’re d^Cown It’s hard times in the count^Fry Li^Gvin’ down in New York t^Cown

It’s a mi^Cghty long w^Fays from the Go^Glden Ga^Cte To Rockefeller Pl^Faza ’n’ the E^Gmpire S^Ctate. Mister E^Fmpire sets up as h^Gigh as a b^Cird Old Mister Rockefeller ne^Fver says a w^Cord It’s hard times from the count^Fry Li^Gvin’ down in New York t^Cown

Well, it’s ^Cup in the mo^Frnin’ tryin’ to fi^Gnd a job of w^Cork Stand in one pl^Face till your f^Geet begin to h^Curt If you got a lot o’ mo^Fney you can m^Gake yourself m^Cerry If you only got a ni^Fckel, it’s the S^Gtaten Island F^Cerry And it’s hard times in the count^Fry Li^Gvin’ down in New York t^Cown

Mister Hu^Cdson co^Fme a-sa^Gilin’ down the st^Cream And old Mister Min^Fuet pa^Gid for his dr^Ceam Bought your c^Fity on a o^Gne-way tr^Cack ’F I had my way I’d s^Fell it right b^Cack And it’s hard times in the count^Fry L^Givin’ down in New York t^Cown

I’ll t^Cake all the s^Fmog in Ca^Gl-i-for-ne-^Cay ’N’ every bit of d^Fust in the Okl^Gahoma pl^Cains ’N’ the dirt in the c^Faves of the R^Gocky Mountain m^Cines It’s all much cle^Faner than the N^Gew York k^Cind And it’s hard times in the count^Fry Li^Gvin’ down in New York t^Cown

So a^Cll you newsy pe^Fople, sp^Gread the news ar^Cound You c’n listen to m’ st^Fory, lis^Gten to m’ s^Cong You c’n step on my n^Fame, you c’n t^Gry ’n’ get me b^Ceat When I leave New York, I’ll be st^Fandin’ on my f^Ceet And it’s hard times in the count^Fry Li^Gvin’ down in New York to^Cwn ^{F G C}