Well I woke up this morning when the cold Chicago wind Blew my newspaper blanket off my back Through my dirty broken window the grey sun filtered in As I dreamed about the Southbound railroad track I could almost hear the crickets in a sleepy cottonfield As daddy drove our vagon to Virgin But today I'd give a fortune for a twenty five cent meal And I wish I was a country boy again So let me ride on the Southbound Back to where I came from I don't care or where I am So let me ride on the Southbound and put me off somewhere near Birmingham [ steel ] What happened to my vision of a mansion on a hill And the fame and fortune I came here to win I've got nothing but the roaches running cross my window sill And I wish I was a country boy again So let me ride ...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
