| Fireflies and dogfights |
| Runnin' hot in the heat |
| Street noise, another bribe |
| Things too hard to believe- |
| so head out |
| My heart’s in the country |
| My feet’s in the city with you |
| All my friends are eatin' sushi |
| Talkin' bad about you know who who who |
| My tongue’s talkin' riddles |
| But I just can’t seem to find a clue |
| So I take a swig of whiskey |
| And jump into the saddle with you you you |
| And I just can’t seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues |
| I got the city boy blues |
| I got the city boy blues |
| I got the city boy blues |
| I got the city boy blues |
| And I just can’t seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues |
| Cats in the alley |
| Rats in my snakeskin boots |
| All my neighbors think I’m crazy |
| And my girl thinks I’m losin' my cool cool cool And I just can’t seem to break |
| the |
| shackles of the city boy blues |
| I got the city boy blues |
| I got the city boy blues |
| I got the city boy blues |
| I got the city boy blues |
| And I just can’t seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues |
| Don’t look to Jesus to change your seasons |
| It’s the American dream |
| Souls of gypsies, road of stone |
| Can’t seem to find no peace so head out |
| And I just can’t seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues |
| I got the city boy blues |
| I got the city boy blues |
| I got the city boy blues |
| I got the city boy blues |
| And I just can’t seem to break the shackles of the city boy blues |
| I got the blues, I got the blues, I got the blues, |
| I got the blues |
| I got the blues, I got the blues, I got the blues, |