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Jon Bellion - NewYorkSoul Lyrics

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  • Bottle of red, bottle of white
  • My dad sent to me the other night
  • In the box there was a postcard just for fun
  • Saying everyone is proud, we miss you son
  • See my mother on Skype
  • Hear my sisters through postcards they write
  • Watch my niece grow through Instagram
  • Yeah, around the world my body will roam, but my soul’s in New York
  • My soul’s in New York
  • Light creeps in the hotel from the sun
  • All the homies left a voicemail from the pub
  • Thinking of you, we’ll pour out a beer
  • But god damn, Jon, we wish you were here
  • See my mother on Skype
  • Hear my sisters through postcards they write
  • Watch my niece grow through Instagram
  • Yeah, around the world my body will roam, but my soul’s in New York
  • My soul’s in New York
  • See my mother on Skype
  • Hear my sisters through postcards they write
  • Watch my niece grow through Instagram
  • Yeah, around the world my body will roam, but my soul’s in New York

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