Tall City Blues

2, 3, 4

Well, I hate this town, hate this place

There ain't nothing to do

Except go down to the bar each night and drink till 2

I hate my job

I'm always in a bad mood

Well, I fear I'm coming down with a case

Of the tall city blues

Well, I'm a CPA, I got my BBA from TTU

I crunch numbers in a highrise

Countin' barrels o' crude

Me and my buddies bitch in the breakroom

'Cause our boss went golfing this afternoon

Left us to fend for ourselves

In the tall city blues

Tall city dreaming is the difference

In believin' in making a living

Or loving what you do

Raising a family among strangers

And wildcatters who

Were brought here by the boom

We'll all be strangers soon

With tall city blues

This one bedroom apartment

Is takin' all my dough

15 hundred a month for Venetian blinds

And stained concrete floors

I lay back in my king size bed

Each night where I sleep alone

Dreaming about my next move

Out of these tall city blues

Tall city dreaming is the difference

In believin' and making a living

Or loving what you do

Raising a family among strangers

And wildcatters who were

Brought here by the boom

We'll all be strangers soon

With tall city blues

Got laid off this morning

Did you not hear the news?

We took too much out of the ground

We knew what to do

Tonight no one gives a damn

Whether your collar's white or blue

We'll drain our glasses by the masses

And make a toast

To the tall city blues

Let's drain our glasses by the masses

And make a toast

To the tall city blues

Oh

Tall city dreaming is the difference

In believin' in making a living

Or loving what you do

Raising a family among strangers

And wildcatters who were

Brought here by the boom

We'll all be strangers soon

With tall city blues

We'll all be strangers soon

With tall city blues