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Tytuł: Country Home

  • Wykonawca: Neil Young
  • Wyświetleń: 232
I don't like to go down to flats
  'Cause I can't park on a hill
  Instead getting a rolling start
  I have to pay the bill.
  
  I guess I need that city life
  It sure has lots of style
  But pretty soon it wears me out
  And I have to think to smile.
  
  I'm thankful for my country home
  It gives me peace of mind
  Somewhere I can walk alone
  And leave myself behind.
  
  It's only someone else's potatoes
  You pickin' someone else's patch
  And if you go down there anyway
  It very seldom lasts.
  
  I found that out once long ago
  And it sure got me confused
  I still don't know which way to go
  To lose those old spud blues.
  
  I'm thankful for my country home
  It gives me peace of mind
  Somewhere I can walk alone
  And leave myself behind.