"Please Come To Boston" by Dave Loggins

Please come to Boston for the Springtime
Im stayin here with some friends and theyve got lotsa room
You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk
By a caf where I hope to be workin soon
Please come to Boston
She said No-would you come home to me?

And she said, hey ramblin boy now wontcha settle down?
Boston aint your kinda town
There aint no gold and there aint nobody like me
Im the number one fan of the man from Tennessee

Please come to Denver with the snowfall
Well move up into the mountains so far that we cant be found
And throw I love you echoes down the canyon
And then lie awake at night till they come back around
Please come to Denver
She said No-boy, would you come home to me?

And she said, hey ramblin boy why dontcha settle down?
Denver aint your kinda town
There aint no gold and there aint nobody like me
 cause Im the number one fan of the man from Tennessee

Now this drifters world goes round and round
And I doubt that its ever gonna stop
But of all the dreams Ive lost or found
And all that I aint got
I still need to lean to
Somebody I can sing to

Please come to LA to live forever
California life alone is just too hard to build
I live in a house that looks out over the ocean
And theres some stars that fell from the sky
Livin up on the hill
Please come to LA
She just said No-boy, wont you come home to me?

And she said, hey ramblin boy why dontcha settle down?
LA cant be your kinda town
There aint no gold and there aint nobody like me
 No, no, Im the number one fan of the man from Tennessee

Im the number one fan of the man from Tennessee