Please Come to Boston Songtext
von Reba McEntire

He said please come to Boston for the springtime
I′m stayin' here with some friends snd they′ve got lots of room
You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk
By a cafe where I hope to be workin' soon
Please come to Boston, she said no, would you come home to me?

And she said, ramblin' boy, why don′t you settle down?
Boston ain′t your kind of town
There ain't no gold and there ain′t nobody like me
I'm the number one fan of the man from Tennessee

Please come to Denver with the snowfall
We′ll move up into the mountains so far that we can't be found
And throw "I love you" echos down the canyon
And then lie awake at night ′til they come back around
Please come to Denver, she said "No, boy would you come home to me?"


And she said, ramblin' boy, why don't you settle down?
Denver ain′t your kind of town
There ain′t no gold and there ain't nobody like me
I′m the number one fan of the man from Tennessee

(...)

Now this drifter's word goes round and round and I doubt if it′s ever gonna stop
But of all the dreams I've lost or found and all that I ain′t got
I still need to lean to, somebody I can sing to

Please come to L.A. to live forever
A California life alone is just too hard to build
I live in a house that looks out over the ocean
And there's some stars that fell from the sky, livin' not far from here
Please come to L.A., she just said "No, boy, won′t you come home to me?"

And she said, hey ramblin′ boy, why don't you settle down?
L.A. can′t be your kind of town
There ain't no gold and there ain′t nobody like me
No, no, I'm the number one fan of the man from Tennessee
I′m the number one fan of the man from Tennessee