He said please come to Boston for the springtime
Im stayin here with some friends snd theyve 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 dont you settle down?
Boston aint your kind of town
There aint no gold and there aint nobody like me
Im the number one fan of the man from Tennessee
Please come to Denver with the snowfall
Well move up into the mountains so far that we cant 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 dont you settle down?
Denver aint your kind of town
There aint no gold and there aint nobody like me
Im the number one fan of the man from Tennessee
…
Now this drifters word goes round and round and I doubt if its ever gonna stop
But of all the dreams Ive lost or found and all that I aint 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 theres some stars that fell from the sky, livin not far from here
Please come to L.A., she just said No, boy, wont you come home to me?
And she said, hey ramblin boy, why dont you settle down?
L.A. cant be your kind of town
There aint no gold and there aint nobody like me
No, no, Im the number one fan of the man from Tennessee
Im the number one fan of the man from Tennessee