Donna Fargo - Manhattan, Kansas Lyrics
Manhattan, KansasManhattan, Kansas ainât no place to have a babyWhen you got no man to give it his last nameAnd my folks back in Manhattan didnât want me or my bundleSo I took my child and caught an evening train.And I found a job in Denver washing dishes in a dinerAt least it buys my baby milk to drinkHe once told me I was pretty but the only ring it got meWas the ring of grease that runs around the sink(Chorus)Yes, I lay beside him gentleâCause he told me that he loved meAnd he made me dance before the music playedBut at least I didnât beg himIâd rather wash his dishesâCause it makes me feel as if my hands are cleanAt night I stand here thinkinââBout the man back home in KansasAnd how his folks just turned away the shameAnd I stare down through the soapsudsAnd reached down and pull the drain plugAnd I watch as Manhattan drains away(Repeat chorus)Yes it makes me feel as if my hands are clean