Oh, the charms of the city
May be alright for some
But it sure ain't as pretty
As the place where I come from
I know I'm mighty corny
And maybe I'm just dumb
But the charms of the city ain't for me
Oh, I live in a building
That's a mile up to the top
And it's shucked full of people
With faces like a mop
And if I say good morning
They holler for a cop
Oh, the charms of the city ain't for me
Ain't for me (ain't for me)
Ain't for me (ain't for me)
No, the charms of the city ain't for me (ain't for me)
I get home from a job
As tired as I could be
And the elevators went on strike
At a quarter after three
I walk up 20 floors
To find that I forgot my key
No, the charms of the city ain't for me
Stick my head out the window
To get a breath of air
And I'm slapped in the face
With somebody's underwear
They hang 'em on the fire escape
They hang 'em everywhere
Oh, the charms of the city ain't for me
But I brush them aside
And raise my window high
And look straight up above me
To see a patch of sky
Instead I see a Pigeon
With a twinkle in its eye
Oh, the charms of the city ain't for me
Ain't for me (ain't for me)
Ain't for me (ain't for me)
No, the charms of the city ain't for me (ain't for me)
Oh, the subways are crowded
Everywhere I go
And the big town aroma
Is wafted to and fro
Garlic fish and onions
And plain (B.O.)
Oh, the charms of the city ain't for me
May be alright for some
But it sure ain't as pretty
As the place where I come from
I know I'm mighty corny
And maybe I'm just dumb
But the charms of the city ain't for me
Oh, I live in a building
That's a mile up to the top
And it's shucked full of people
With faces like a mop
And if I say good morning
They holler for a cop
Oh, the charms of the city ain't for me
Ain't for me (ain't for me)
Ain't for me (ain't for me)
No, the charms of the city ain't for me (ain't for me)
I get home from a job
As tired as I could be
And the elevators went on strike
At a quarter after three
I walk up 20 floors
To find that I forgot my key
No, the charms of the city ain't for me
Stick my head out the window
To get a breath of air
And I'm slapped in the face
With somebody's underwear
They hang 'em on the fire escape
They hang 'em everywhere
Oh, the charms of the city ain't for me
But I brush them aside
And raise my window high
And look straight up above me
To see a patch of sky
Instead I see a Pigeon
With a twinkle in its eye
Oh, the charms of the city ain't for me
Ain't for me (ain't for me)
Ain't for me (ain't for me)
No, the charms of the city ain't for me (ain't for me)
Oh, the subways are crowded
Everywhere I go
And the big town aroma
Is wafted to and fro
Garlic fish and onions
And plain (B.O.)
Oh, the charms of the city ain't for me
Other albums by the artist
The Far-Out World of Homer & Jethro
1972 · album
Thinking Man's Hillbillies
2021 · album
The Best Of - Hall Of Fame 2001
2005 · compilation
Somethin' Stupid
1967 · album
It Ain't Necessarily Square
1967 · album
Nashville Cats
1967 · album
A Cool Crazy Christmas
1968 · album
There's Nothing Like an Old Hippie
1968 · album
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