You said please come to Boston for the spring time
You're stayin' there 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
You said please come to Boston
She said, "No
Would you come home to me?"

"Hey, ramblin' boy
Why don't you settle down?
Boston ain't your kind of town
There ain't no gold and
There ain't nobody like me
I'm the number one fan
Of the man from Tennessee."

You said please come to Denver with the snow fall
We'll move up into the mountains so far
That we can't be found
And though "I love you" echoes down the canyon
And then lie awake at night until they come back around
You said please come to Denver
She said, "No
Boy, would you come home to me?"
"Hey, ramblin' boy
Why don't you settle down?
Denver ain't your kind of town
There ain't no gold and
There ain't nobody like me
'Cause I'm the number one fan
Of the man from Tennessee."

(Instrumental)

Now, this drifter's world goes 'round and 'round
And I doubt that it's ever gonna stop
But of all the dreams you've lost or found
And all that I ain't got
I still need to lean to
Somebody I can sing to

You said please come to L. A. to live forever
California life alone is just too hard to build
You live in a house that looks out over the ocean
And there's some stars that fell from the sky
And livin' up on the hill
You said please come to L. A
I said, "No
Boy, won't you come home to me?"
"Hey, ramblin' boy
Why don't you settle down?
L. A. ain't your kind of town
There ain't no gold and
There ain't nobody like me
I'm the number one fan
Of the man from Tennessee."

I'm the number one fan
Of the man from Tennessee