Written By D. Loggins
As Recorded By David Allan Coe

PLEASE COME TO BOSTON FOR THE SPRINGTIME
I’M STAYING HERE WITH SOME FRIENDS
AND THEY’VE GOT LOTS OF ROOM
YOU CAN SELL YOU PAINTINGS ON THE SIDEWALK
BY A CAFÉ WHERE I HOPE TO BE WORKING SOON
PLEASE COME TO BOSTON/
SHE SAID "NO, DAVID, YOU COME HOME TO ME"

CHORUS:
AND SHE SAID,
"HEY RAMBLING’ BOY WHY DON’T YOU SETTLE DOWN"
"BOSTON AIN’T YOUR KIND OF TOWN"
"THERE AIN’T NO GOLD AND THERE AIN’T NOBODY LIKE ME"
"I’M THE NUMBER ONE FAN OF THE MAN FROM TENNESSEE"

PLEASE COME TO DENVER WITH THE SNOWFALL
WE’LL MOVE UP INTO THE MOUNTAINS
SO FAR WE CAN’T BE FOUND
AND THROW "I LOVE YOU" ECHOES DOWN THE CANYON
AND THEN LIE AWAKE AT NIGHT ‘TILL THEY COME BACK AROUND
PLEASE COME TO DENVER, SHE SAID
"NO, YOU COME HOME TO ME"

AND SHE SAID,
"HEY RAMBLING’ BOY WHY DON’T YOU SETTLE DOWN"
"DENVER AIN’T YOUR KIND OF TOWN"
"THERE AIN’T NO GOLD AND THERE AIN’T NOBODY LIKE ME"
"I’M THE NUMBER ONE FAN OF THE MAN FROM TENNESSEE"

BRIDGE:
NOW, THIS DRIFTER’S WORLD GOES ‘ROUND AND ‘ROUND
AND I DOUBT IF IT’S EVER GONNA STOP
BUT OF ALL THE DREAMS I’VE LOST AND FOUND
AND ALL THAT I AIN’T GOT I STILL NEED TO LEAN TO/
SOMEBODY I CAN SING TO

PLEASE COME TO L.A. TO LIVE FOREVER
CALIFORNIA LIFE ALONE IS JUST TO HARD TO BUILD
I LIVE IN A HOUSE THAT LOOKS OUT OVER THE OCEAN
AND THERE’S SOME STARS THAT FELL FROM THE SKY
A’ LIVING’ UP ON THE HILL
PLEASE COME TO L.A.,
SHE JUST SAID,
"NO, DAVID, YOU COME HOME TO ME"

CHORUS:
AND SHE SAID,
"HEY RAMBLING’ BOY WHY DON’T YOU SETTLE DOWN"
"L.A. AIN’T YOUR KIND OF TOWN"
"THERE AIN’T NO GOLD AND THERE AIN’T NOBODY LIKE ME"
"I’M THE NUMBER ONE FAN OF THE MAN FROM TENNESSEE"

PLEASE COME TO BOSTON
(HEY RAMBLING’ BOY COME HOME)
PLEASE COME TO BOSTON
(HEY RAMBLING’ BOY COME HOME)
PLEASE COME TO BOSTON
(HEY RAMBLING’ BOY COME HOME)
PLEASE COME TO BOSTON
(HEY RAMBLING’ BOY COME HOME)