Midnight Cowboy
I was in an all night movie
And I heard the usher say
Here comes the midnight cowboy
With his gun hired out for pay
You were walking kind of faded
From the Netherlands Hotel
With your hat tipped off to ladies
With your smile strapped on to sell
Hey Joe, why don't you go back home
Quit hanging around the lost and found
Dirty old town
You came to New York City
With your calendar of gold
But they locked it in the bedroom
And they kicked you in the cold
Now you can't afford a blanket
You could steal one from your friend
You can trick one off the corner
You can keep the change, to spend
Hey Joe, why don't you go back home?
I Hate to see you slipping down
In dirty old town
There's a soldier in the depot
He's a fighting nightingale
Wearing western boots and buckskins
Reading fortunes off the scale;
And today he's got a quarter
For the photograph machine
And tomorrow he'll be lonely
That's the way he's always been
Hey Joe, why don't you go back home?
And find yourself a girl and settle down
Dirty old town
It was in an all night movie
That I heard the usher say
Here comes that midnight cowboy again
With his gun hired out for pay
You were walking kind of faded
From the Netherlands Hotel
With your hat tipped off to ladies
With a smile strapped on as well
Hey Joe, why don't you go back home
Quit hanging around the lost and found
Dirty old town
Autor(es): Joni Mitchell
