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City Streets

Words & Music: Phyl Lobl

My Mum was a great person and a loving mother who didn't like cities or the changes they made in me. This song was also recorded by Lester Coombs.

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Lyrics

You're a city type now, I heard her say,
You've changed so much to the city way.
With your city walk, and your city talk,
You're not the same since you went away.

But the city street in the country ends,
And the country road though it twines and bends,
Will one day hum with the traffic roar?
Feel the feet of the rich and poor,
And the streets I roam, asphalt or country lane,
Are full of life that I can use to help me grow again.

You’re a country girl, I heard him say,
Wake up and live in the city way.
Life is short get city taut*,
Don’t waste your thyme* in the country way.

But the city street in the country ends,
And the country road though it twines and bends,
Will one day hum with the traffic roar?
Feel the feet of the rich and poor,
And the streets I roam, asphalt or country lane,
Are full of life that I can use to help me grow again.

I'll go my way, the way I choose,
Maybe I'll win, maybe I'll lose.
But I will know when life is done,
All are the same, and all are one.

But the city street in the country ends,
And the country road though it twines and bends,
Will one day hum with the traffic roar?
Feel the feet of the rich and poor,
And the streets I roam, asphalt or country lane,
Are full of life that I can use to help me grow again.

* References
taut / taught - either meaning fits
thyme/time - either meaning fits
A folklore meaning of thyme is virginity

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