Lynyrd Skynyrd – Im A Country Boy (Guitar)

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New York City is a thousand miles away

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And if you ask me, I'll tell you that's OK

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Now I'm not trying to put the big apple down

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'Cause they don't need a man like me in town

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Well, I pick cotton down on the Dixie line

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Work hard all day tryin' to make a dime

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But that's alright, that's OK by me

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'Cause that's the way that it was meant to be

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Big city, hard times don't bother me

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I'm a country boy, I'm as happy as I can be

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I don't like smoke chokin' up my air

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And some of those city folks well they don't care

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I don't like cars buzzing around

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I don't even want a piece of concrete in my town

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I like sunshine, fresh clean air

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Makes me feel like you wouldn't care but

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That's all right, each to his own

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But one smell from the city

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And this country boy is gone, I said

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Big city, hard times never bothered me heeeee

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I'm a country boy, I'm as happy as I can be

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Well, I don't want to even read about it

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Let me tell you something, let me tell you true

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What's right for me might not be right for you

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Well, you live your way, I'll live mine

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And I hope you're happy all the time but

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I pick cotton down on the Dixie line

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I work all day tryin' to make a dime

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But that's all right, that's OK by me

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'Cause that's the way that it was supposed to be

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Big city, hard times never bother me heeeee

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I'm a country boy, I'm as happy as I can be

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Let me tell ya, ... I said

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Big city, hard times never bother me heeeee

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I'm a country boy, I'm as happy as I can be

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Ooh, that's my way, baby

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I don't want you to even tell me about the big city

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I don't want to read about it...