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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Statler Brothers
The Statler Brothers
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Don S. Reid Jr.
Don S. Reid Jr.
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jerry Kennedy
Jerry Kennedy
Producer
Tom Sparkman
Tom Sparkman
Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
She came to me shortly after Christmas
Said she hated spoilin' New Years Eve
But the truth doesn't wait to come in season
And what we had feared was now believed
She said she'd leave come Monday mornin'
Catch a plane if I'd split the fare
She had friends who lived in New York City (New York City)
She'd look 'em up and have the baby there
[Verse 2]
And now she's alone in New York City (New York City)
Livin' like, Lord, I wonder how
An angel in hell in New York City (New York City)
But I can't think about that now
[Verse 3]
Honey, will you tell him Bible stories
And give him all the love I never could?
And never tell him too much 'bout his daddy
'Cause there's not too much to say that's good
He'll have to learn it all from his mother
How to count and say his A-B-C's
But when you teach him prayers to say at bedtime (New York City)
Leave off, "God bless Daddy", won't you please?
[Verse 4]
And now they're alone in New York City (New York City)
Livin' like, Lord, I wonder how
Two angels in hell in New York City (New York City)
But I can't think about that now
I can't think about that now
Written by: Don Reid, Don S. Reid Jr.
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