Texty: Lynyrd Skynyrd. Nuthin' Fancy. I'm A Country Boy.

New York City is a thousand miles away
And if you ask me, I?ll tell you, ?That?s okay?
Well, I?m not trying to put The Big Apple down
They don?t need a man like me in town

Well, I pick cotton down on the Dixie Line
I work all day just tryin? to make a dime
But that?s alright, that?s okay by me
?Cause that?s the way that it was meant to be

Big city, hard times don?t bother me
I?m a country boy, I?m as happy as I can be

I don?t like smoke chokin? up my air
And some of those city folks, well they don?t care
I don?t like cars buzzin' around
I don?t even want a piece of concrete in my town

Well, I, I like sunshine, fresh clean air
Makes me feel like, well, you wouldn?t care
But that?s alright now, each to his own
But one smell from the city
And this country boy is gone

I said, big city, hard times never bother me
I?m a country boy, I?m as happy as I can be

Well, I don?t wanna even read about it

Let me tell you somethin', let me tell you true
What?s right for me might not be right for you
Well, you live your way, I?ll live mine
An' I hope that you're happy all the time

But I pick cotton down on the Dixie line
I work all day tryin? to make a dime
But that?s alright, that?s okay by me
?Cause that?s the way it was supposed to be

Now big city, hard times never bother me
I?m a country boy, I?m as happy as I can be

Let me tell ya

I said, big city, hard times never bother me
I?m a country boy, I?m as happy as I can be

Ooh, that?s my way, baby
I don?t want you to even tell me about the big city
I don?t want to read about it