Ode to Minneapolis?
Apparently Kris Kristofferson wrote this song about Nashville, but for me and other transplants to the Twin Cities, Just the Other Side of Nowhere is about moving to Minneapolis-St. Paul.
Minnesota Nice has also been called Minnesota Ice. I have lived around the world, even in a country where I did not speak the native language, but I’ve never felt less welcome than I do in Minneapolis-St.Paul. Over the past four years, it has been a constant struggle to meet quality people who I would like to get to know better. I have met some nice people through work, and most of them were transplants to Minnesota like me. Since getting laid off in December, I often wonder what I am still doing in this cold (literally and figuratively) state.
My favorite version of the song is performed by Johnny Cash. Download Just The Other Side Of Nowhere
Just the Other Side of Nowhere
by Kris Kristofferson
I come from just the other side of nowhere
To this big time lonesome town
They got a lot of ice and snow here
Ain’t half as cold as all the people I’ve found
Every where I try to go here
Somebody’s always tryin’ to bring me down
I’ve seen about enough to know where I’ll be bound
I’ve got a mind to see the headlights shining
On that old white line between my heart and home
Sick of spendin’ Sundays wishing they were Mondays
Sittin’ in a park alone
Give my best to anyone who’s left who ever done me
Any lovin’ way but wrong
Tell ‘em that the pride of just the other side of nowhere’s
Goin’ home
Takin’ nothin’ back to show there
For these dues I’ve paid
But the soul I almost sold here
And the body I’ve been givin’ away
Fadin’ from the neon nighttime glow here
Headin’ for the light of day
Just the other side of nowhere
Goin’ home
I’ve got a mind to see the headlights shinin’
On that old white line between my heart and home
Sick of spendin’ Sundays wishin’ they were Mondays
Sittin’ in a park alone
So give my best to anyone who’s left who ever done me
Any lovin’ way but wrong
Tell them that the pride of just the other side of nowhere’s
Goin’ home
I’ve got a mind to see the headlights shinin’
On that old white line between my heart and home
Sick of spendin’ Sundays wishin’ they were Mondays
Sittin’ in a park alone
Give my best to anyone who’s left who ever done me
Any lovin’ way but wrong
And tell them that the pride of just the other side of nowhere’s
Goin’ home
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