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Ryan Adams - Reloaded 4 - New York, New York
Reloaded 4
Disc 1
01. Sing
02. There's a Star
03. Don't Panic
04. Knives Out
05. Handbags and Gladrags
06. Hyper Music
07. A Man Needs to Be Told
08. Trees
09. 60 Miles an Hour
10. F.E.A.R.
11. Let Robeson Sing
12. Newborn
13. Flavor of the Weak
14. Nite and Fog
15. Song From Hope St (Brooklyn, NY)
16. Stop Your Crying
17. Freelove
18. We Belong in This World Together
19. Ya Mama
Disc 2
01. Bohemian Like You
02. Just a Day
03. New York, New York
04. Step on My Old Size Nines
05. Love Is the Key
06. Salt Sweat Sugar
07. Juxtapozed With U
08. The Rock Show
09. Fat Lip
10. Hash Pipe
11. A Little Respect
12. Hanging by a Moment
13. The People That We Love
14. Souljacker, Part I
15. Main Offender
16. This Is Love
17. Empty at the End
18. Cut Here
19. Elevation (Tomb Raider mix)
20. Party Hard
Well, I shuffled through the city on the 4th of July
I had a firecracker waiting to blow
Breakin' like a robber who was makin' his way
To the cities of Mexico
Lived in an apartment out on Avenue A
I had a tar-hut on the corner of 10th
Had myself a lover who was finer than gold
But I've been broken up and busted up since

And love don't play any games with me
Anymore like she did before
The world won't wait, so I better shake
That thing right out there through the door
Hell, I still love you, New York

Found myself a picture that would fit in the folds
Of my wallet and it stayed pretty good
Still amazed I didn't lose it on the roof of the place
When I was drunk and I was thinking of you
Every day the children they were singing their tune
Out on the streets and you could hear from inside
Used to take the subway up to Houston and 3rd
I would wait for you and I'd try to hide

And love won't play any games with you
Anymore if you don't want 'em to
The world won't wait and I watched you shake
But honey, I don't blame you
Hell, I still love you, New York
Hell, I still love you, New York
New York

I remember Christmas in the blistering cold
In a church on the upper west side
Babe, I stood their singing, I was holding your arm
You were holding my trust like a child
Found a lot of trouble out on Avenue B
But I tried to keep the overhead low
Farewell to the city and the love of my life
At least we left before we had to go

And love won't play any games with you
Anymore if you want 'em to
So we better shake this old thing out the door
I'll always be thinkin' of you
I'll always love you though New York
I'll always love you though New York, New York, New York