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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. I may look like a bank teller,Pushing facts in a file. But I'd rather be a haul collar,Shooing foot home in style. Show me where I start. Find a horse and cart. I'm just a country boy,Country boy at heart. Instrumental.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.
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"Country Boy" as written by Antoine/bartholomew Domino
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