🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Lord Have Mercy on a Country Boy - Josh Turner

 Well, I  up wild and free
  these fields in my barefeet
  wasn't no place I couldn't go
 With a .22 rifle and a  pole
 
 Well, I live in  city but don't fit in
 You know it's a  the shape I'm in
 Well,  got no home and I got no choice
 Oh, Lord, have mercy  a country boy
 
 When  was young I remember well
 I'd hunt the wild turkey and bobwhite 
 The river was clear  deep back then
 Had fishin' lines tied to the willow 
 
 Well, I live in the city but  fit in
 You know it's a pity the  I'm in
 Well, I got no home  I got no choice
  Lord, have mercy on a country boy
 
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 Well, they damned the river, they damned  stream
 They cut  the Cyprus and the Sweetgum trees
 There's a laundromat and  barbershop
 And now the whole  is a parking lot
 
 Well, I live in the city  don't fit in
 You know it's a pity the  I'm in
 Well, I got no home and  got no choice
  Lord, have mercy on a country boy
 
 Well, I live  the city but don't fit in
 You know it's  pity the shape I'm in
 Well, I  no home and I got no choice
 Oh, Lord, have mercy  a country boy
 Oh, Lord, have mercy on  country boy