C, G, F
I ain't one that likes to admit defeat,
I ain't one that just gives up and quits,
When I look around, I can see that this is it,
City life has got me beat!
How can they call this city life? How can they call this city life
any life at all?
Get up in the morning, life ain't sweet,
Can't go down the stream and catch a fish,
Guess if I had me just one lonely wish,
it'd be to feel the dirt beneath my feet! (Chorus)
Walk down the street nobody waves or just says "hi."
Takes sometimes an hour just to drive a mile,
What I wouldn't give for just one simple smile,
I think I'll tell these city streets "good bye!"
I'm glad you're tired of living city life
I'm still here, I'm still your country wife,
I guess I understand and I miss your loving hand,
Any life with me could be any life at all!
How can you leave the city life?
Just come back home, I'll be your country wife,
Come on back to this country girl and live the country life...
How can you leave the city life, come back
home I'll be your country wife, for any life at all, for any life
at all, for any life at all......
(©BMI,c2004)
Allan Hurd
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