I've been to wild Montana I went there in a storm My boots were Texas leather, mhm My Levis wet and torn. I loved it in Montana I loved it in the storm I think I'm gonna cross that river, mhm I just might be reborn. New York, New York, winter, sixty-one Takin' me a city ride Somebody tall must of put out the light 'Cause it got real dark outside. And I never saw the sun until seventy-one But I never gave up the fight An' I sure was glad when I saw the dawn And somebody turned on the light. Somebody turned on the light. Whiskey, dope, and fast red cars Well, I couldn't see to read the signs Somebody said, "Whose life is this?" I said that it can't be mine. An' I never saw the sun until seventy-one But I never gave up the fight An' I sure was glad when I saw the dawn And somebody turned on the light. Somebody turned on the light --- Instrumental --- When the world is wrong You'd better right yourself It'll make the dark clouds fly. And nobody tall can put out the light Just don't let the spirit die An' if you never see the sun 'til ninety-one Don't-cha never give up the fight. Sure be glad when you see the dawn And somebody turns on the light. Somebody turns on the light...