[Intro]
G
[Verse]
G A
Well I?came up to the great big city when I was only seventeen
D C G
Got me a job in a big skyscraper helpin’ to keep the place clean
A
I tried to save all my money to bring you here one day
D C G
The neon lights burned holes in my pockets and the money just slipped away
[Chorus]
C7
Now my sweet Johanna
G
I’m hitchin’ on back down to Louisiana back where I started
C7 G
And I’m older than the day I went away
C7
Oh my sweet Johanna
G
I’m comin’ on home to Louisiana back where I started
D G
Cause you might want to live in New York City?anyway
[Verse]
G A
I wen’on down to the bar on the corner to have myself a beer
D C G
A sweet young voice said what about me I heard it in my ear
A
I had not heard a friendly word in seven months or more
D C G
So I had to defend my lady friend when someone called that slut a whore
[Chorus]
C7
Now now my sweet Johanna
G
I’m hitchin’ on back down to Louisiana back where I started
C7 G
And I’m older than the day I went away
C7
Now my sweet Johanna
G
I’m a hitchin' a ride back to Louisiana just to tell ya
D G
That'a you might like to live in New York City?anyway
[Verse]
G A
Well we all went out in the alley but I woke up all alone
D C G
An empty wallet an ache in my head an’no place to call home
[Instrumental]
A D C G
[Chorus]
C7
Now my sweet Johanna
G
You know I'm hitchin’ a ride back to Louisiana just to tell ya
C7 G
That I’m older than the day I went away
C7
Oh my sweet Johanna
G
I’m crawlin' on back home to Louisiana just to tell ya
D G
That'a you might want to live in New York City?anyway
[Outro]
C7 G
Hitchin' on back to Louisiana back where I started
C7 G
And I’m older than the day I went away
C7
Aw now my sweet Johanna
G
I’m comin' on back home to Louisiana just to tell ya
D G
That'a you might like to live in New York City?anyway