Here's anothern Yankee song for ya.
"Baby this town rips the bones from your back,
It's a death trap
Its a suicide rap,
We gotta get out while we're young
Cause tramps like us
Baby we were born to run."
Or this one -
" One soft infested summer me and Janie became friends
Tryin in vain to breathe the fire we was born in.
Catching rides to the outskirts tyin fate between our teeth,
Sleepin in that old abandoned beach house
Getting wasted in the heat.
And we went hiding on the back streets,
Hiding on the back streets
With a love so hard and filled with defeat.
Running for our lives at night on them back streets." - Bruce Springsteen
I believe they are both songs about New Jersey as that is where he hails from.
Egads! How could I have forgotten Springsteen! I was married to a Joysee Guyal for 10 years.
The screen door slams
Mary's dress waves
Like a vision she dances across the porch as the radio plays
Roy Orbison singing for the lonely
Hey that's me and I want you only
Don't turn me home again
I just can't face myself alone again
Don't run back inside
darling you know just what I'm here for
So you're scared and you're thinking
That maybe we ain't that young anymore
Show a little faith, there's magic in the night
You ain't a beauty, but hey you're alright
Oh and that's alright with me..............
Seems like in most songs about the north they're trying to get the hell out of there.