Macdougal Blues

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I come down from Omaha to New York City to sing my songs 
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To be a real folk singer, humdinger 
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I try to change the world with songs of love and hate and desperation 
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Can't wait to get myself known there 
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And find my home 
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Find myself a home to roam 
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Find myself a street to find 
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Find myself a friend to love 
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And a place to sing my song 
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MacDougal blues 

 
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So I go down to Folk City, get a gig and he tells me to come back on Monday and audition 
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Like everybody else 
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So I played to four people walking out the door at nine o' clock 
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Who were just looking for some kind of sushi bar 
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This is not what I thought 
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I thought I'd see a million Dylans 
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And a Joni Mitchell or two 
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Maybe even Carol King 
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Out here on Macdougal 
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Macdougal blues 



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Tried to play everywhere from the street to the park 
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'Til I got ran off then robbed like a man sittin' on a bench 
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An out-of-towner singing songs and watching the Square after dark in the park 
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But the policeman com and he said, "Son, you gotta move on" 
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But I've got no hom 
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Nowhere to roam 
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I don't even have a place to sing my song 
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On Macdougal 
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Macdougal blues 

 
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Trailblazing Greyhound back to Omaha  
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tell my friends how it went 
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I said that I sang for the best of them and changed their minds, again                      
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I told 'em that I met Bob Dylan 
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Yeah, I was hanging around Joni Mitchell 
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Yeah, Carol King, we did lunch 
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On Macdougal 
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The Macdougal blues 
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You really oughta go there 
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Macdougal blues 



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So thirty years later I go back to New York town 
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Give it one more go 
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I've got a show there across the bridge in Brooklyn 
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and as I'm walking to my show there's a line around the block 
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I said who's playing here, she said, you are 
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It seems I'm kind of famous now 
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Must have bought my box set 
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That's how you make it in New York City 
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Leave 
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On Mcdougal 
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Macdougal blues 
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Macdougal blues 
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Macdougal blues