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About the song |
Destined For The City is a true story of how I got out to Indiana. I was born
and raised in Maryland, ‘Mary land’ as we use to say when I was a kid.
After graduating from High school I was in Ocean City Md. for a vacation at
the beach when my sister-in-law (“a young girl”) came running down to the
beach with a message that I had received a call from Coach Roger Council
out at Indiana State University. He had heard about my winning the
Maryland state all-around gymnastics championships the last three years
and he was offering me a scholarship to come to ISU. So I packed my bags
went out there and ended up staying. That was a major change in my
young life. I had to leave ‘the young man that I was’ behind. At the time
that was kind of a bummer for me because I had other plans.
I figured it
was for the best though and I learned a lot..
DESTINED FOR THE CITY
by Paul Smith 1977
12 string copo 2nd fret |
Introduction; Em G D C Em7 Am7 G D D7 G C D G
G
It was back in Maryland,
C
I was playing in the sea and the sand.
G
Having fun in the surf and the sun
D D7
Working up a summer time tan.
G
When a young girl came to say
C
You have a distant call today,
G
You better change your plans
D G Em
and pack your bags, you’ll soon be on your way.
Em C Em C
Chorus: Destined for the city. It’s a crying shame and a pity.
G D C G D D7
For the young man that I was, I left behind that day.
G C D G
He was taken away
So in five hours time
I was flying across the line.
When the plane touched down in Indy town,
The feeling brought a piece of mind.
So with nothing else to do
I just wrote a poem or two
about a change in planes
when I packed my bags
and away from home I flew.
Chorus;
Just an hour’s drive from there,
I met the man who paid the fair
He showed me around the school and the town
Said I ad to cut my hair.
He watched me work that day,
said he’d help me pay my way.
Well I had changed my plans and packed my bags,
four years I was going to stay
Chorus;
D C
Know one here even knows my name
D C Em7 Am D G C G D G Em
but I don’t care, it’s just the same to me, for I’ll be free
Chorus;
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