Lord Have Mercy On A Country Boy lyrics
Song information
Artist: Josh Turner
Album: Your Man
Lyrics
Well, I grew up wild and free
Walkin' these fields in my barefeet
There wasn't no place I couldn't go
With a .22 rifle and a fishin' pole
Well, I live in the city but don't fit in
You know it's 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 bobwhite quail
The river was clear and deep back then
Had fishin' lines tied to the willow limb
Well, I live in the city but don't fit in
You know it's 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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Well, they damned the river, they damned the stream
They cut down the cyprus and the sweetgum trees
There's a laundromat and a barbershop
And now the whole meadow is a parking lot
Well, I live in the city but don't fit in
You know it's 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, I live in the city but don't fit in
You know it's 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
[from http://lyrics.doheth.co.uk]
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