i don´t like to go down to flats
´cause i can´t park on a hill
instead getting a rolling start
i have to pay the bill.
i guess i need that city life
it sure has lots of style
but pretty soon it wears me out
and i have to think to smile.
i´m thankful for my country home
it gives me peace of mind
somewhere i can walk alone
and leave myself behind.
it´s only someone else´s potatoes
you pickin´ someone else´s patch
and if you go down there anyway
it very seldom lasts.
i found that out once long ago
and it sure got me confused
i still don´t know which way to go
to lose those old spud blues.
i´m thankful for my country home
it gives me peace of mind
somewhere i can walk alone
and leave myself behind.