Country Boy

Country boy, ain't got no shoes
Country boy, ain't got no blues
Well, you work all day
While you're wantin' to play
In the sun and the sand
With a face that's tan
At the end of the day
When your work is done
You ain't got nothin' but fun.

Country boy, ain't got no ills
Country boy, don't owe no bills.

Country boy, ain't got no ills
Country boy, don't owe no bills.
You get a wiggly worm
And then you watch him squirm
While you put him on a hook
And you drop him in a brook
If everything's gonna turn out right
You're gonna fry fish tonight.

Country boy, got a lot to lose
Country boy, how I wish I was in your shoes.

Country boy, you got a shaggy dog
Country boy, up a holler log
Well, he comes in a run
When you pick up your gun
And with a shell or two
And your dog and you
When you get your rabbit
You'll skin his hide
He's gonna be good fried.

Country boy, you got a lot to lose
Country boy, how I wish I was in your shoes.

Country boy, you got work to do
Country boy, in the morning dew
You gotta plant the seed
You gotta cut the weeds
There's many a row
You know you gotta hoe
When it's quittin' time
And your work is through
There's a lot of life in you.

Country boy, you lucky thing
Country boy, I wish I was you, and you were me.