Verse: 1 I left the farm, headed for the city, to find my fortune and fame But ever since I left there, life hasn't been the same Lately at night when the sun goes down My thoughts drift back to my ol' town God... I miss the country, I miss my home Verse: 2 Concrete skylines and waitin' in long lines, bright flashin' neon lights Morning rush hour traffic and hazy starless nights You know, The city life ain't the life for me Cause the city ain't what I thought it'd be I'm goin' back to the country, I'm goin' home Verse# 3 Mountain ranges, and wide open spaces, countless stars in the sky The smell of homemade cornbread and the taste of (warm) apple pie Huntin', fishin' and sweet corn pickin' Are among the things that I've been missin' I'm goin' back to the country, I'm goin' home I'm comin' (back) home
Lyrics By: James Erb
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