Il testo della Country home

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.