The Ramblin' Letters: Music

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Stars in the City

 Oh I can't see the stars in the city

I can't see through all of this haze

So I'm going on back down the bayou(Terrebonne)

to the place where I once ran away

 

As a young boy at night I'd stare up at them lights

and drift with my dreams in the sky

but now all these dreams are clouded it seems

like a thick patch of fog rolling by

 

There's so much you can do in the city its true

Something every night of the week

But after the rent and the bills are all paid

well there's barely enough left to eat

 

Well the city girls keep up with the fashions and stuff

And they know all the hip things to say

And though they are cool I'm still nobody's fool

I'll take my bayou belle any day