Country Boy’s Dream
Did you ever hear a hound dog bayin' in the hills, city boy?
(City boy)
Did you ever hear a bullfrog flappin' his gills, city boy?
(City boy)
Did you ever see a catfish jumpin' in the stream?
Well, I have, buddy, and it's a country boy's dream
And I'm a country boy
Lord, I'm a country boy
Did you ever hear a wagon on a frosty morning, city boy?
(City boy)
Did you ever see a cow with a newly born, city boy?
(City boy)
Did you ever plow field with a mule and team
Well, I have, buddy, and it's a country boy's dream
And I'm a country boy
Lord, I'm a country boy
You can see I'm from the country
You can tell it at a glance
I wear a broke-in shoe, cotton shirt, straw hats, and Levi pants
With a nickel in your pocket, did you ever go to town, city boy?
And like a big millionaire, you spread it all around, city boy
Wеll, you spend a little herе, you spend a little there
You horse straight around till you've covered the square
And I'm a country boy
Oh, Lord, I'm a country boy
Well, you wake up in the morning down the farm
You milk the cows and you clean the barn
Plow and sow and you work like a fool
Harvest in the fall and put away the tool
And winter comes around and snow starts to fly
And you stay in the house where it's warm and dry
Burn up the wood that you got piled high
Keep a-rockin' and a-hummin' so the baby won't cry
And I'm a cornbread, a handspanked country boy
You can see I'm from the country
You can tell it at a glance
I wear a broke-in shoe, cotton shirt, straw hats, and Levi pants
In a little white church down in the glade, city boy
Every Sunday morning, I'm a country boy
Every morning, we kneel and pray, city boy
I get down on my knees
I thank the Lord for these memories
I'm a country boy
Lord, I'm a country boy
Well, you wake up in the morning down on the farm
You milk the cows and you clean the barn
You plow and sow and you work like a fool
And you harvest in the fall and put away the tool
Winter comes around and snow starts to fly
And you stay in the house where it's warm and dry
Burn up the wood you got piled high
Keep a-rockin' and a-hummin' so the baby won't cry
I'm a corn fed, buttermilk, handspanked country boy
Oh, that's what I am
A corn fed, handspanked country boy, yeah
Oh, give me the country