I pack my clothes in a cardboard box and mama packed my lunch
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I walk down to the highway and caught a Trails Ways bus
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I woke up in the city stepped down on the curb
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And the strangest lookin' people and sounds I've never heard
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It ain't no place for a country boy it ain't no place to be
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It might be fine for a city boy but it ain't no place for me
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I keep my nineteen dollars stuck way down in my shoe
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It cost me seven fifty for a dirty sleepin' room
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My window faced the alley and the city smells were strong
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I couldn't sleep for horns and sirens blowin' all night long
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It ain't no place...
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I didn't even bother to unpack the clothes that I brought
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Some man paid me ten dollars for grandpas pocket watch
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I got off the Trails Ways bus the same place I got on
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My head is full of memories walkin' down the road to home
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It ain't no place...
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Ain't No Place For A Country Boy
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| Chris LeDoux |
