Ain't No Place For A Country Boy
(Bob Leftridge)
I pack my clothes in a cardboard box
And momma packed my lunch
I walk down to the highway
And caught a Trailways bus
I woke up in the city
Stepped down on the curb
And the strangest lookin' people
And sounds I've never heard
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It ain't no place for a country boy
It ain't no place to be
It might be fine for a city boy
But it ain't no place for me
I keep my nineteen dollars
Stuck way down in my boot
It cost me seven fifty
For a dirty sleepin' room
My window faced the alley
And the city smells were strong
I couldn't sleep for horns and sirens
Blowin' all night long
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I didn't even bother to unpack
The clothes that I brought
Some man paid me ten dollars
For grandpas pocket watch
I got off the Trails Ways bus
The same place I got on
My head is full of memories
Walkin' down the road to home
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