Lletres: Conor Oberst. Nyc-gone, Gone.

Gone, gone from New York City
Where you gonna go with a head that empty
Gone, gone from New York City
Where you gonna go with a heart that gone

Down, down to Mexico City
Caught myself a lady, she'll know how to treat me
Down, down to Mexico City
Caught myself a lady to lay me down, lay me down

All my friends that you don't know
I'm gonna miss you when I go
But I'll see you down the road
Meet me at the station way down low, way down low

Gone, gone from New York City
Where you gonna go with a head that empty
Gone, gone from New York City
Where you gonna go with a heart that gone
Where you gonna go with a heart that gone

Gone, gone from New York City
Where you gonna go with a head that empty
Gone, gone from New York City
Where you gonna go with a heart that gone
Where you gonna go with a heart that gone

(Thanks to Jade for these lyrics)