Lord Have Mercy On a Country Boy
Well I grew up wild and free
- Well I grew up wild and free
- Walkin' these fields in my bare feet
- There wasn't no place I couldn't go
- With a twenty-two rifle and a fishing pole
- Well I live in the city but don't fit in
- You know its a pity the shape I'm in
- Well I got no home and I got no choice
- Oh Lord have mercy on a country boy
- When I was young I remember well
- I'd hunt the wild turkey and the bob white quail
- The river was clear and deep back then
- And fishin' lines tied to the willow limb
- Well I live in the city but don't fit in
- You know its a pity the shape I'm in
- Well I got no home and I got no choice
- Oh Lord have mercy on a country boy
- Well they dammed the river they dammed the stream
- They cut down the cypress and the sweet gum trees
- There's a laundra' mat and a barber shop
- And now the whole meadow is a parkin' lot
- Well I live in the city but don't fit in
- You know its a pity the shape I'm in
- Well I got no home and I got no choice
- Oh Lord have mercy on a country boy
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