| When I look back, boy, I must have been green
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| Bopping in the country, fishing in a stream
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| Looking for an answer, trying to find a sign
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| Until I saw your city lights, honey, I was blind
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| They said, get back, honky cat
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| Better get back to the woods
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| But, I quit those days and my redneck ways
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| And, oh, change is gonna do me good
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| You better get back, honky cat
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| Living in the city ain't where it's at
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| It's like trying to find gold in a silver mine
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| It's like trying to drink whisky, oh, from a bottle of wine
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| Well, I read some books and I read some magazines
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| About those high-class ladies down in New Orleans
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| And all the fools back home, well, said I was a fool
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| They said, oh, "Believe in the Lord" is the golden rule
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| They said, get back, honky cat
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| Better get back to the woods
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| But I quit those days and my redneck ways
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| And, ooh, oh, change is gonna do me good
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| (Ooh, baby)
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| They said, get back, honky cat
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| Better get back to the woods
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| Well, I quit those days and my redneck ways
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| And, oh, oh, change is gonna do me good
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| They said, stay at home, boy, you gotta tend the farm
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| Living in the city, boy, is, is gonna break your heart
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| But how can you stay when your heart says no
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| Ha, how can you stop when your feet say go
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| You better get back, honky cat
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| Better get back to the woods
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| Well, I quit those days and my redneck ways
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| And, ooh, oh, the change is gonna do me good
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| You better get back, honky cat
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| Living in the city ain't where it's at
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| It's like trying to find gold in a silver mine
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| It's like trying to drink whisky, oh, from a bottle of wine
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| Oh yeah, get back, honky cat
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| Get back, honky cat, get back, whoo
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| Get back, honky cat
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| Get back, honky cat, get back, whoo
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| Oh, get back, honky cat, get back
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| Get back, honky cat, whoo
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| Oh yeah, redneck ways and
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| Whoo |