Where A Country Boy Belongs

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[Verse 1]

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I just threw my bottle at the jukebox
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Got tired of hearing them same old songs
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Gotta get myself back to Tennessee
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Lord, where a country boy belongs

[Verse 2]

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Now I kinda like those city women
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When they walk by, Lord, and the way they smell
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I gotta get myself back to Tennessee
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Where the women and the wildcats, they both raise hell

[Chorus]

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Now let me tell you something city slicker
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I didn't know Miss Lucy was your wife
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Put that gun back where it belongs and I get myself on home
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I'm gonna get on my hat, get back to Tennessee
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Lord, where a country boy belongs

[Instrumental]

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[Chorus]

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Now let me tell you something city slicker
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I didn't know Miss Lucy was your wife
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Put that gun back where it belongs and I get myself on home
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I'm gonna get on my hat, get back to Tennessee
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Lord, where a country boy belongs