Jim Croce - Box #10

Well out of southern Illinois, come a down home country boy He’s gonna make it in the city playin guitar in the studio Well he hadn’t been there an hour, when he met a Broadway flower You know she took him for his money and she left him in a cheap hotel Well it’s easy for you to see, that that country boy is me I’m sayin how’m I gonna ever break the news to the folks back home Well I was gonna be a great success, things sure ended up a mess But in the process, I got messed up too Well hello momma and dad I had to call collect cause I aint got a cent to my name Well I’m sleepin in the hotel doorway And tonight they say it’s gonna rain And if you’d only send me some money I’d be back on my feet again Send it in care of the Sunday Mission Box Number 10 Oh back in southern Illinois, they still worryin’ bout that boy But this boy’s goin home soon as he gets the fare Because as soon as I got my bread, I got a pipe upside my head You know they left me in an alley, took my money and my guitar too ::Chorus::