Текст песни NEIL YOUNG - Country Home
NEIL YOUNG - Country Home слова песни
Текст песни NEIL YOUNG - Country Home
I don't like to go down to flats'Cause I can't park on a hillInstead getting a rolling startI have to pay the bill.I guess I need that city lifeIt sure has lots of style( )But pretty soon it wears me outAnd I have to think to smile.I'm thankful for my country homeIt gives me peace of mindSomewhere I can walk aloneAnd leave myself behind.It's only someone else's potatoesYou pickin' someone else's patchAnd if you go down there anywayIt very seldom lasts.I found that out once long agoAnd it sure got me confusedI still don't know which way to goTo lose those old spud blues.I'm thankful for my country homeIt gives me peace of mindSomewhere I can walk aloneAnd leave myself behind.