I pack my clothes in a cardboard box and mama packed my lunch I walk down to the highway and caught a Trails Ways bus I woke up in the city stepped down on the curb And the strangest lookin' people and sounds I've never heard It ain't no place for a country boy it ain't no place to be It might be fine for a city boy but it ain't no place for me
I keep my nineteen dollars stuck way down in my shoe It cost me seven fifty for a dirty sleepin' room My window faced the alley and the city smells were strong I couldn't sleep for horns and sirens blowin' all night long It ain't no place...
I didn't even bother to unpack the clothes that I brought Some man paid me ten dollars for grandpas pocket watch I got off the Trails Ways bus the same place I got on My head is full of memories walkin' down the road to home It ain't no place...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
