(Allen Collins - Ronnie Van Zant)
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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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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 allright, 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
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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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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 that your happy all the time
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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 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
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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
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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...
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I'm A Country Boy
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| Lynyrd Skynyrd |
