Big Big City
Words and Music By Harry Chapin

It's an old town and I'm feeling kinda beat
And it's not going so well, with the girl who walks down the street
Her hair hangs past her shoulders and she looks so damn secure
I'd like to get to know her, that's for sure

Yes you're a big, big city
And your lights are so pretty
And you're fixed up so fine

The year is getting old
And the weathers getting cold
And I made it here just in the nick of time

I've run out of my money
But you ain't all milk and honey
And you sure got it over where I've been
Bright lights, big city, won't you let me in?

And all around town there's the hour going on
I'm going downtown, the days good as gone
I had my dinner at a hot dog stand, and I'm walking to the park
It'd sure be nice if someone's waiting out there in the dark

Yes you're a big, big city
And your lights are so pretty
And you're fixed up so fine

The year is getting old
And the weathers getting cold
And I made it here just in the nick of time

I've run out of my money
But you ain't all milk and honey
And you sure got it over where I've been
Bright lights, big city, won't you let me in?

Won't you let me in?

Yes you're a big, big city
And your lights are so pretty
And you're fixed up so fine

The year is getting old
And the weathers getting cold
And I made it here just in the nick of time

I've run out of my money
But you ain't all milk and honey
And you sure got it over where I've been
Bright lights, big city, won't you let me in?