| I ain’t nothin' but a country boy
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| Driftin' from town to town
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| I ain’t nothin' but a country boy
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| Driftin' from town to town
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| Got no place, ooh yeah
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| To call my home
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| Sometime in travellin'
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| I travel when nights are blue
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| Sometime my night
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| My night so dark and blue
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| But I keep on travellin'
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| No place to lay my worried head
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| I’m just a country boy
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| Driftin' from town to town
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| Driftin' from town to town
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| I ain’t got no place
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| To lay my worried head, baby
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| Sometime I lay down on the highway
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| I cry to take my rest
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| I hear a freight train howlin'
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| I drown my head and run
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| I’m just a country boy
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| Driftin' from town to town, have mercy
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| Now one night I was travellin'
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| I saw a light in the winter
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| I was so cold at night
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| And my clothes were soakin' wet
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| I walked on to the door
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| I knocked on the door
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| A little girl come to the door
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| She said, «Mister, what do you want»
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| I said, «It's cold outside, baby»
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| She looked at me and said
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| «Come on in, I wanna talk to you»
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| I got a brother who left home
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| He was twelve years old
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| Just like the prodigal son
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| I know you’d find him |