Country Boy — текст песни (Little Jimmy Dickens)

Now, I`m just a simple guy
But there`s one thing sure as shootin`
I hate those folks that think that they`re
So doggone high fa lutin
I`d be the same in Hollywood
Or right in my own kitchen
I believe in fussin` when you`re mad
And scratchin` when you`re itchin`.

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I`m a plain, old country boy
A corn-bread lovin` country boy
I raise cain on Saturday
But I go to church on Sunday
I`m a plain, old country boy
A corn-bread lovin` country boy
I`ll be lookin` over that old grey mule
When the sun comes up on Monday.

Where I come from, opportunities, they never were too good
We never had much money, but we done the best we could
Ma doctored me from youngin-hood, with Epson salts and Iodine
Made my diapers out of old feed sacks, my `spenders out of plow lines.

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Every time the preacher called, Ma always fixed a chicken
If I`d reach for a drumstick, I was sure to get a lickin`
She always saved two parts for me, But I had to shut my mouth
T`was the gizzard and the North end of a chicken flyin` South.

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