Neal McCoy - The City Put the Country Back in Me

      
 
 I was born dirt poor on a dead end country road.
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 My every dream was to just grow up and go.
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 Like a siren song those bright lights call my name.
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 So I turned that country road into memory lane.
 
 Well I hit that fast lane it was paved with gold.
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 But it wasnt long till my highbrow ways got old.
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 I started missin things that I thought I left behind.
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 Till I found two swingin doors beneath a neon sign.
 
 Chorus
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 They were wirlin and a twirlin to the fiddle's
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 and the steel guitars.
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 Them city folk was drinkin from mason jars.
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 I think I found what paradise might be.
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 The city put the country back in me.
 
 Steel guitar and guitar Solo.
 
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 When you leave this farm,
 
 You don't have to clean your wounds.
                                          A     
 Just go on home and slip off them cowboy boots.
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 Now it's the best of both worlds all I'll ever need.
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 The city put the country back in me.
 
 Sing Chorus
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 Yeah the city put the country back in me.