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I don't like to go down to flats |
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'Cause I can't park on a hill |
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Instead getting a rolling start |
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I have to pay the bill |
| [00:49.38] |
I guess I need that city life |
| [00:53.50] |
It sure has lots of style |
| [00:58.36] |
But pretty soon it wears me out |
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And I have to think to smile |
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I'm thankful for my country home |
| [01:10.90] |
It gives me peace of mind |
| [01:13.45] |
Somewhere I can walk alone |
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And leave myself behind |
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It's only someone else's potatoes |
| [02:13.25] |
You pickin' someone else's patch |
| [02:18.39] |
And if you go down there anyway |
| [02:21.33] |
It very seldom lasts |
| [02:25.30] |
I found that out once long ago |
| [02:29.22] |
And it sure got me confused |
| [02:33.49] |
I still don't know which way to go |
| [02:37.24] |
To lose those old spud blues |
| [02:41.30] |
I'm thankful for my country home |
| [02:45.22] |
It gives me peace of mind |
| [02:49.17] |
Somewhere I can walk alone |
| [02:53.10] |
And leave myself behind |
