Salt Lake City

(Curly Putman - Ronnie Wilkins)



Sun's up, I better get up and make the rounds

All alone on my own here in this old town of Salt Lake City

Gotta find work, forget the hurt and how she put me down.



For some man who didn't care

But with his fast talk and curly hair

He took her away from me

In Salt Lake City.



--- Instrumental ---



Night has come day is done

But there's just no job to be found in Salt Lake City

Oh, this room's cold, no one to hold, so I just walk around

And think of all the times that she said that she loved me

But that's just a memory in Salt Lake City.



I should pack my things and go

But my heart keeps saying no

Some day she'll come back to me

In Salt Lake City...