My Journey

Born and raised in the fields of Oklahoma

Went to school in a very small town

After a while I decided on a change

Planned to go to New York where they say is crazy

In some days a fell in love with this big city

Big city, they call it Big Apple

All the city lights blurry my eyes

With the mad traffic and typical noises

I was amazed with the accent and so many voices

Police, ambulances and Fire fighters

Passing by my place most of the time

I love you New York, with all my heart

People walk fast, they seem to be mean

But when you know them, you, quickly

change your mind

Just like anyone there I knew in my life

It all depends on the way you treat them

They are fine, they are human like any one of us

All the city lights blurry my eyes

With the mad traffic and typical noises

I was amazed with the accent and so many voices

Police, ambulances and Fire fighters

Passing by my place most of the time

I love you New York, with all my heart

Come visit New York, the place I learned to love

Even the meal is nice from everywhere

If you get lonesome, you can call home

Because of the feeling of home, we can never change

But now I call New York my home

I hope this feeling will never be gone

New York…New York

ACA

Jul 5^th, 2025