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I was born dirt poor

on a dead end
country road
My every dream was

just to grow up

and go
Like a siren's song
those bright lights
called my name
So I turned that

country road into

memory lane
WellI hit that fast

lane it was paved
with gold
But it wasn't long till

my high brow ways

got old
Started missing
things that I thought
I'd left behind
Till I found two

swingin' doors 'neath

a neon sign
They were whirlin'
and a twirlin' to the
fiddles and the

steel guitar
Them city folk was
drinkin' from

Mason jars
I think I found what

paradise might be
The city put the

country back in me
When you leave the
farm you don't have
to leave your roots
Just go on home and

slip on them
cowboy boots
Now it's the best of

both worlds all I'll
ever need
The city put the

country back in me
They were whirlin'
and a twirlin' to the
fiddles and the

steel guitars
Them city folk was
drinkin' from

Mason jars
WellI think I found

what paradise

might be
The city put the

country back in me
Yeah the city put the

country back in me
Published BYE
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Title
City Put The Country Back In Me
Artist
Neal McCoy
Brand
Nashville Sound
(9 Other Versions)
Code
NS04-10
Genres
country, country road, country rock