Digital Tradition Mirror

Country Boy (3)

Country Boy (3)
(John R. Cash)

Country boy, ain't got no shoes
Country boy, ain't got no blues
Well, you work all day while you're wantin' to play
In the sun and the sand, with a face that's tan
But at the end of the day, when your work is done
You ain't got nothin' but fun.

Country boy, ain't got no ills
Country boy, don't owe no bills
You get a wiggly worm and then you watch him squirm
While you put him on a hook and you drop him in a brook
And of everything's gonna turn out right
You're gonna fry fish tonight.

Country boy, you're lucky free
Country boy, I wish I was you, and you were me.

Country boy, got work to do
Country boy, in the morning dew
You gotta cut the weeds, you gotta plant the seed
There's many a row you know you gotta hoe
But when it's quittin' time, and your work is through
There's a lot of life in you.

Country boy, got a shaggy dog
Country boy, up a holler log
Well, he comes in a run, when you pick up your gun
And with a shell or two, and your dog and you
When you get your rabbit, you'll skin his hide
He's gonna be good fried.

Country boy, you got lots to lose
Country boy, how I wish I was in your shoes.

Copyright John R. Cash
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oct97

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