Текст песни Little Jimmy Dickens - Country Boy
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Now, I`m just a simple guyBut there`s one thing sure as shootin`I hate those folks that think that they`reSo doggone high fa lutinI`d be the same in HollywoodOr right in my own kitchenI believe in fussin` when you`re madAnd scratchin` when you`re itchin`.CHORUSI`m a plain, old country boyA corn-bread lovin` country boyI raise cain on SaturdayBut I go to church on SundayI`m a plain, old country boyA corn-bread lovin` country boyI`ll be lookin` over that old grey muleWhen the sun comes up on Monday.Where I come from, opportunities, they never were too goodWe never had much money, but we done the best we couldMa doctored me from youngin-hood, with Epson salts and IodineMade my diapers out of old feed sacks, my `spenders out of plow lines.CHORUSEvery time the preacher called, Ma always fixed a chickenIf 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 mouthT`was the gizzard and the North end of a chicken flyin` South.CHORUS