one farmboy (new completed version)

maybe it's me
maybe I'm unlucky
but it's plain to see
everybody's fucking
in this no-tell hotel
except for me
oh, how lonesome 
can one farmboy be

why did I leave
the barnyards of Alberta
in New York City
everyone'll hurt you
and I know damn well
that I'm the next in line
oh, how much trouble
can one farmboy find

          it's so damn sad
          it's so damn lonely
          it's too damn bad
          I'm the one and only
          desperate man
        , who's life is old baloney
          compared to everybody else's

one night I met
this waitress down at MOMA
she loved me so rough
nearly threw me in a coma
then she grabbed my bus pass
and my wallet too
oh dear Lord
what can one farmboy do

           these streets ain't proud
           they're overrun with strangers

           who talk too loud

           their eyes are filled with danger

           it's a big damn crowd

           no reason I should stay here

           and continue all my bellyaching 

I can't stay
it's expensive in Manhattan
papa, start cooking
it's time to grill the fattened
calf and welcome 
your prodigal son back home
oh, no more
will one farmboy roam
look out folks
one farmboy's coming home