Тексты песни «Country Boy»

Now I grew up down an old dirt road In a town you wouldn't know My pop's picked a place up for fifteen hundred bucks Back in 1964 My grandfather was a drinker Back in the day he put him down But a war is known to change...

Excuse me ma'am, I saw you walkin? I turned around, I'm not a stalker Where you going? Maybe I can help you My tank is full, and I'd be obliged to take you ?Cause I'm a country boy, I've got a 4-wheel drive Climb in my...

Never gonna kiss those ruby red lips Of the sweetest girl in town. I'm never gonna ask her if she'll marry me 'Cause I know she'll turn me down. Because I'm just a country boy And money have I none Oh, but I've...

Country Boy (Cat Fox?, Holly Tannen?) I hates to rise when the sun she rises Early in the morning. I hates to hear them small birds singing Merrily upon the lyelam And a pox on the life of a country...

Country boy, ain't got no shoes Country boy, ain't got no blues Well, you work all day while you're waitin' to play In the sun and the sand, with a face that's tan But at the end of the day when your work is done...

Have you heard the story Of the little country boy He is always happy And full of joy Nothing in this world That he's thinking of All he really cares for Is the one he loves And the moon above Stars above,...

Now Im just a country boy I got sand all in my shoes You know I got stuck in the big city Got to sing the big city blues Yeah yeah Miss Lindy Say baby dont you leave home I dont care about them And I dont like it Well...

[Freddy] I'm just a little country boy Lookin' for my pride and joy I came to the city just to see what I could see I just made it in your town Thought I'd take a look around I wanna tell you baby Just how good you look...

Country Boy 2:28 Trk 1 (Whitfield) Freddy King Freddy King & Margaret Whitfield - vocal Robert Jr. Lockwood - guitar, Billy Emerson - piano Robert 'Mojo' Elem - bass, Thomas McNulty - drums Earlee Payton - hmc...

(You Got Your Feet in LA) Livin' in the city Ain't never been my idea of gettin' it on But the job demands that you make new plans Before your big chance is gone. You get a house in the hills. You're payin'...

I ain't nothing but a country boy I ain't nothing but a country boy I ain't nothing but a country boy I'll be a country boy the rest of my days I ain't nothing but an old farm hand I ain't nothing but an old farm hand...

When I was born as I recall The preacher didn't hold out any hopes at all He looked at me all pink and skin Thought he'd better dip me in the bath again I scuffed my shins on bigger things People throwin' rocks at the...

I ain't nothin' but a country boy Driftin' from town to town I ain't nothin' but a country boy Driftin' from town to town Got no place, ooh yeah To call my home Sometime in travellin' I travel when nights are blue...

"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...

Now, I'm just a simple guy But there's one thing sure as shootin' I hate those folks that think that they're So doggone high fa lutin I'd be the same in Hollywood Or right in my own kitchen I believe in fussin' when...

I may look like a city slicker, Shinin' up through his shoes. Underneath I'm just a cotton picker, Pickin' out a mess of blues Show me where I start. Find a horse and cart. I'm just a country boy, Country boy at heart...

Well, I'm a little country boy, I'm runnin' wild in this big ol' town I'm a little country boy, I'm runnin' wild in this big ol' town When I make love with my baby You know, I don't want a soul around Yeah, they call...

Va tutto bene non ti devi preoccupare non per me mi sono fatta male ma ho imparato come si fa occhi sorridenti una pulita alle braghe nessuno pu? volere i soldi che non ho e i miei sogni sono complicati ti assicuro...

[Talking] Let's make 'em whistle y'all.... Yea, this one right here Is to all my country boys, yea Awwww See I love everybody Mid-west, east coast, west coast But its something special About these country boys Down here...

Ahhhh Don't go messing with a country boy a country boy a country boy Don't go messing with a country boy Don't mess with a country boy when i was a lil boy baby I cut my teeth on a big ole tree Mama filled my bottle...