Lyrics: Lynyrd Skynyrd. Best Of The Rest. I'm A Country Boy.

New York City is a thousand miles away
And you aak me, I'll tell you that's OK
Now I'm not trying to put the big apple down
'Cause they don't need a man like me in town
I pick cotton down on the Dixie line
Work hard all day tryin' to make a dime
But that's all right, its OK by me
Big city, hard times don't bother me
I'm a country boy, I'm as happy as I can be

I don't like smoke chokin' up my air
And some of those city folks well they don't care
I don't like cars buzzing around
I don't even want a piece of concrete in my town
I like sunshine fresh clean air
Makes me feel like you wouldn't care but
that's all right each to his own
But one smell from the city
And this country boy is gone
Big city, hard times don't bother me
I'm a country boy, I'm as happy as I can be

Let me tell you something, let me tell you true
What's right for me might not be right for you
You live your way, you live mine
And I hope that your happy all of the time
I pick cotton down on the Dixie line
Work hard all day tryin' to make a dime
But that's all right, its OK by me
Big city, hard times don't bother me
I'm a country boy, I'm as happy as I can be