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New York City is a thousand miles away And you aak me, I'll tell you that's OK Now I'm not trying to put the big apple down 'Cause they don't need a man like me in town I pick cotton down on the Dixie line Work hard all day tryin' to make a dime But that's all right, its OK by me Big city, hard times don't bother me I'm a country boy, I'm as happy as I can be I don't like smoke chokin' up my air And some of those city folks well they don't care I don't like cars buzzing around I don't even want a piece of concrete in my town I like sunshine fresh clean air Makes me feel like you wouldn't care but that's all right each to his own But one smell from the city And this country boy is gone Big city, hard times don't bother me I'm a country boy, I'm as happy as I can be Let me tell you something, let me tell you true What's right for me might not be right for you You live your way, you live mine And I hope that your happy all of the time Letras de cancionesI pick cotton down on the Dixie line Work hard all day tryin' to make a dime But that's all right, its OK by me Big city, hard times don't bother me I'm a country boy, I'm as happy as I can be From Letras Mania