Country Boy

Johnny Cash

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   Country boy, ain't got no shoes,
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    country boy, ain't got no blues.
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    Well, you work all day while you're wantin' to play

    in the sun and the sand, with a face that's tanned,

    at the end of the day, when your work is done,
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    you ain't got nothin' but fun.

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    Country boy, ain't got no ills,
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    country boy, you don't owe no bills.
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    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.

    If everything's gonna turn out right,
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    you're gonna fry fish tonight.

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    Country boy, got a lot to lose
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    country boy, how I wish I was in your shoes.

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    Country boy, you got a shaggy dog,
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    country boy, up a hollow log.
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    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,
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    he's gonna be good fried.

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    Country boy, you got a lot to lose,
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    country boy, how I wish I was in your shoes.

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    Country boy, you got work to do,
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    country boy, in the morning dew.
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    You gotta plant the seed, you gotta cut the weeds,

    there's many a row you know you gotta hoe.

    When it's quittin' time, and your work is through,
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    there's a lot of life in you.

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    Country boy, you lucky thing,
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    country boy, I wish I was you, and you was me.