Well there's a big blue sky The good Lord painted for me From the east of Arizona Down to the mexican sea
Oh this too big city, It don't let me feel free I'm going to pack up soon Take off on my own They call it the mother road She gonna take me back home Because this too big city Got nothing but a heart of stone
Now there's a sense of freedom Out along these country lines I don't need no pressure Trying to make your oxygen mine Oh this too big city is gonna kill itself For a nickel and dime
Goodbye, all my troubles will be gone Well I'm going back home, back to where I belong
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