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COLD HANDS FROM NEW YORK Gordon Lightfoot 1968 I came down to Albany To New York to find what I'd been missing I looked across the river to The city where the windows all stood glistening, I stood listening. Into a tunnel I did ride Like a grave inside, but I was young and able When I came out the other end All through the smoke the winter light was feeble, unreadable. I was optimistic though A cabbie told me where to go, I thanked him A face of white a face of brown Oh here a smile, there a look of danger, for a stranger. It was too unreal for me I found no one who trusted me There was no man could offer me A cold hand from New York. Cold hands from New York A voice within you cries won't someone please help me I'll do the same for you one day If you should ever pass my way and need me. (bridge) I came down to live alone In New York the city of the living There were fortunes at my feet But the most of men were taking, none were giving, or forgiving. Children ran and children played And roses grew in alleyways, I saw them There were men who lived in style And others who had died where no one knew them 'Cause they couldn't win. There were parks where old men slept And dingy rooms where babies crept unwanted 'Til I began to ask myself If there were hope or if it mattered what the did, or if they lived. It was too unreal for me I found no one who trusted me There was no man could offer me A cold hand from New York. Cold hands from New York A voice within you cries won't someone please help me I'll do the same for you one day If you should ever pass my way and need me. (bridge) I came down to Albany To New York to find what I'd been missing I looked across the river to The city where the windows all stood glistening, I stood listening. There were prophets in the squares And people there who smiled and said forget it There were lovers in the park And there was danger in the dark, I felt it, so afraid of it. There were preachers of the word And poets who were never heard, I heard them There were those who would not try To learn the measure of the lie they're living. I heard a young musician play In a place where they paid you not to listen I heard a woman scream for help While men stood by and offered their best wishes, that's how it is. It was too unreal for me I found no one who trusted me There was no man could offer me A cold hand from New York. Cold hands from New York A voice within you cries won't someone please help me I'll do the same for you one day If you should ever pass my way and need me. Cold hands from New York A voice within you cries won't someone please help me I'll do the same for you one day If you should ever pass my way and need me. Cold hands from New York A voice within you cries won't someone please help me I'll do the same for you one day If you should ever pass my way and need me. (Transcribed by David Story - February 2013)

    


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