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Plowboy - текст песни



Plowboy


There’s a lot of small towns in this world,


Just like the one that I came from,


Where any dream you have is just a dream,


It ain’t nothin’ that can truly be done





Well I’m gonna tell yall a little story,


About the day I set out to leave,


As I was loadin’ up and sayin’ my goodbyes


Some redneck Einstein said to me:


Well I see ya packed up your suitcase,


And I seen ya throw it in the truck,


Headed off to the big town are ya?


Heh, well, son I wish ya luck.


Now I don’t mean to bust your bubble,


But boy the way you’re thinking’s wrong


Go on out and chase that foolish dream of yours


Heh, you’ll be back before too long.





�Cause You a plowboy


You ain’t no city boy


Yeah, you were born with dirty hands


Yeah, you a plowboy


You’re thinking silly boy


Just tryin’ to make ya understand





What you better do is put them over-alls back on,


Go on out and fix that old barn door,


Keep your far fetched fantasies to yourself,


And fetch a load of feed down at the country store,


Better yet, go on, have at it,


Go see how high you can fly,


But you best be back when that green leaf comes back in, boy,


We’re gonna need your help come July





�Cause You a plowboy


You ain’t no city boy


Yeah, you were born with dirty hands


Yeah, you a plowboy


You’re thinking silly boy


Just tryin’ to make ya understand





Well now here I am a few years later,


I’ve come a long way from that old farm,


I’ve got stocks and bonds and a house with a cement pump,


Got a genuine Rolex on my arm,


Well I’d like to ask him what the taste of crow is like,


An’ see him face the fact that he was wrong,


Ya see, I always knew where I was headed,


But I never forgot where I was from





Yeah I’m a plowboy


I ain’t no city boy


Oh, I was born with dirty hands


Look at me now, boy


Sure is a pity, boy


I couldn’t make ya understand


Go milk that cow, boy


And that wood needs splittin’, boy


And you best get back to balin’ hay


Yeah I’m a plow boy


Well now look who’s silly, boy


From now on, be careful what you say


Ya hear


Yeah, yeah.



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