Lord Have Mercy on a Country Boy-Don Williams

[00:00.00]Lord Have Mercy on a Country Boy by wap [00:00.000] 作词 : McDill [00:17.49]Well, I grew up wild and free [00:22.00]Walkin' these fields in my bare feet [00:26.19]There wasn't no place I couldn't go [00:30.39]With a twenty-two rifle and a fishing pole. [00:34.17]Well, I live in the city but don't fit in [00:39.04]You know its a pity the shape I'm in [00:42.69]Well, I got no home and I got no choice [00:47.51]Oh Lord, have mercy on a country boy. [01:08.57]When I was young I remember well [01:13.05]I'd hunt the wild turkey and the bob-white quail [01:17.23]The river was clear and deep back then [01:21.42]And fishin' lines tied to the willow limb. [01:25.27]Well, I live in the city but don't fit in [01:29.98]You know its a pity the shape I'm in [01:33.82]Well, I got no home and I got no choice [01:38.38]Oh Lord, have mercy on a country boy. [01:59.67]Well, they dammed the river, they dammed the stream [02:04.13]They cut down the cypress and the sweet gum trees [02:08.38]There's a laundra' mat and a barber shop [02:12.42]And now the whole meadow is a parkin' lot. [02:16.30]Well, I live in the city but don't fit in [02:21.13]You know its a pity the shape I'm in [02:24.75]Well, I got no home and I got no choice [02:29.34]Oh Lord, have mercy on a country boy...