New York Tendaberry Lyrics - New York Tendaberry (exp) - Laura Nyro

New York tendaberry 

Blue berry 

A rush on rum 

Of brush and drum 

And the past is a blue note 

Inside me 

I ran away in the morning 

New York tendaberry 

Blue berry 

Rugs and drapes and drugs 

And capes 

Sweet kids in hunger slums 

Firecrackers break 

And they cross 

And they dust 

And they skate 

And the night comes 

I ran away in the morning 

Now I'm back 

Unpacked 

Sidewalk and pigeon 

You look like a city 

But you feel like a religion 

To me 

New York tendabery 

True berry 

I lost my eyes 

I east wind skies 

Here where I've cried 

Where I've tried 

Where God and the tendaberry rise 

Where quakers and revolutionaries 

Join for life 

For precious years 

Joined for life 

Through silver tears 

New York tendaberry