New York's Not My Home - Live at Harper College 2/5/73

Things were spinnin' 'round me
 And all my thoughts were cloudy
 And I had begun to doubt all the things that were me
 Been in so many places, you know I've run so many races
 I looked into the empty faces of the people of the night
 Somethin' is just not right
 'Cause I know that I've gotta get outta here
 I'm so alone
 Don't you know that I gotta get outta here
 'Cause New York's not my home
 Though all the streets are crowded
 There's somethin' strange about it
 I lived there 'bout a year and I never once felt at home
 I thought I'd make the big time
 I learned a lot of lessons awfully quick
 And now I'm tellin' you that they were not the nice kind
 It has been so long since I have felt fine
 That's the reason that I've gotta get outta here
 I'm so alone
 Don't you know that I gotta get outta here
 'Cause New York's not my home
 That's the reason that I've gotta get outta here
 I'm so alone
 Don't you know that I gotta get outta here
 'Cause New York's not my home