Lynyrd Skynyrd :: :: I'm a country boy




  
   New York City is a thousand miles away
  And if you ask me, I'll tell you that's OK
  Now I'm not trying to put the big apple down
  'Cause they don't need a man like me in town
  I pick cotton down on the Dixie line
  Work hard all day tryin' to make a dime
  But that's allright, that's OK by me
  'Cause that's the way that it was meant to be
  
  Big city, hard times don't bother me
  I'm a country boy, I'm as happy as I can be
  
  I don't like smoke chokin' up my air
  And some of those city folks well they don't care
  I don't like cars buzzing around
  I don't even want a piece of concrete in my town
  I like sunshine, fresh clean air
  Makes me feel like you wouldn't care but
  that's all right, each to his own
  But one smell from the city
  And this country boy is gone
  Big city, hard times don't bother me
  I'm a country boy, I'm as happy as I can be
  
  Well, I don't want to even read about it
  
  Let me tell you something, let me tell you true
  What's right for me might not be right for you
  Well, you live your way, I'll live mine
  And I hope that your happy all the time
  I pick cotton down on the Dixie line
  Work hard all day tryin' to make a dime
  But that's all right, that's OK by me
  'Cause that's the way that it was supposed to be
  
  
  Big city, hard times never bother me
  I'm a country boy, I'm as happy as I can be
  
  Let me tell ya, ... I said
  Big city, hard times never bother me
  I'm a country boy, I'm as happy as I can be
  Ooh, that's my way, baby
  I don't want you to even tell me about the big city
  I don't want to read about it...