Country Boy

Now I'm just a simple guy

But there's one thing

Sure as shootin'

I hate those folks

Should think there is

Doggone high fa lutin

I'd be the same in hollywood

Or right in my own kitchen

I believe in fussin'

When you're mad

And scratchin'

When you're itchin'

I'm a plain old country boy

A corn bread lovin' country boy

I raise cain on Saturday

But I go to church on Sunday

I'm a plain old country boy

A corn bread lovin' country boy

I'll be lookin' over that old grey mule

When the sun comes up on Monday

Where I come from opportunities

They never were too good

We never had much money

But we done the best we could

Ma doctored me from youngin hood

With epson salts and iodine

Made my diapers out of old feed sacks

My 'spenders out of plow lines

I'm a plain old country boy

A corn bread lovin' country boy

I raise cain on Saturday

And I go to church on Sunday

I'm a plain old country boy

A tater eating country boy

I'll be lookin' over that old grey mule

When the sun comes up on Monday

Every time the preacher called

Ma always fixed a chicken

If I'd reach for a drumstick

I was sure to get a lickin'

She always saved two parts for me

But I had to shut my mouth

T'was the gizzard

And the north end

Of a chicken flyin' south

I'm a plain old country boy

A corn bread lovin' country boy

I raise cain on Saturday

But I go to church on Sunday

I'm a plain old country boy

A tater eating country boy

I'll be lookin' over that old grey mule

When the sun comes up on Monday