I'm the number one fan He said please come to Boston For the springtime I'm stayin' here with some friends And they've got lots of room You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk By a cafe where I hope to be workin' soon Please come to Boston

I'm the number one fan He said please come to Boston For the springtime I'm stayin' here with some friends And they've got lots of room You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk By a cafe where I hope to be workin' soon Please come to Boston

I'm the number one fan He said please come to Boston For the springtime I'm stayin' here with some friends And they've got lots of room You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk By a cafe where I hope to be workin' soon Please come to Boston

If not now then when If now today then Why make your promises A love declared for days to come Is as good as none You can wait 'til morning comes You can wait for the new day You can wait and lose this heart You can wait and soon be sorry

Hasta mañana, say we'll meet again I can't do without you Time to forget, send me a letter Say you forgive, the sooner the better I just don't know Hasta mañana 'til we meet again Don't know where, don't know when Darling, our love was much too strong to

Rivers belong where they can ramble Gotta find my corner Gotta find my corner of the sky, sky Everything has its season Everything has its time Show me a reason And I'll soon show you a rhyme Cats sit on the window sill Children sit in the show

Run on for a long time Sooner or later God'll cut you down Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down You can run on for a long time Go tell that long tongue liar Go and tell that midnight rider Tell the rambler

Brand new whip got no keys Tailor my clothes, no starch please Soon as I nut, you can gon' leave Got M's in the bank, like: "Yes, indeed" Wheezy out of here When you livin' like this, they supposed to hate The dash, a digi', the schedule busy My head in

After the thrill is gone Same dances in the same old shoes Some habits that you just can't lose There's no telling what a man might lose The flame rises but it soon descends Empty pages and a frozen pen You're not quite lovers and you're not quite

I'm the number one fan He said please come to Boston For the springtime I'm stayin' here with some friends And they've got lots of room You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk By a cafe where I hope to be workin' soon Please come to Boston