G I don't like to go down to the flatsC 'Cuz I can't park on a hillD Instead of getting a rolling startG I have to pay the billG I guess I need that city lifeC It sure has lots of styleD But pretty soon it wears me outG And I have to think to smile [Chorus]G I'm thankful for my country homeC It gives me peace of mindD Somewhere I can walk aloneG And leave myself behind[Instrumental] | G | G | G | C | C | D | D | G | x3 [Verse 2]G It's only someone else's potato ifC You're pickin' someone else's patchD And if you go down there anywayG It very seldom lastsG I found that out once long agoC And it sure got me confusedD I still don't know which way to goG To lose those old spud blues [Chorus]G I'm thankful for my country homeC It gives me peace of mindD Somewhere I can walk aloneG And leave myself behind [Instrumental] | G | G | G | C | C | D | D | G | x4 [Chorus]G I'm thankful for my country homeC It gives me peace of mindD Somewhere I can walk aloneG And leave myself behindG I'm thankful for my country homeC It gives me peace of mindD Somewhere I can walk aloneG And leave myself behind
Country Home
Neil Young
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