Country boy, ain't got no shoes. Country boy, ain't got no blues.
Well, you work all day while you wantin' to play in the sun and the sand,
with the faces down at the end of the day when your work is done.
You ain't got nothin' but fun. Country boy, ain't got no will.
Country boy, you don't owe no bill.
You get a wiggly worm and then you watch him squirm while you put him in a hook and you drop him in a brook.
If everything's gonna turn out right, you're gonna fry fish tonight.
Country boy, got a lot to do. Country boy, I wish I was in your shoes.
Country boy, got a shaggy dog. Country boy, up a hollow log.
Well, he comes in a run when you pick up your gun and there's a jail or two and your dog and you.
When you get your rabbit shoes in his hide, he's gonna be good fried.
Country boy, you got a lot to do. Country boy, I wish I was in your shoes.
Country boy, you got work to do. Country boy, in the morning dew.
You gotta plant the seed, you gotta cut the weeds, there's many a road.
You know you gotta hope when it's splitting time and your work is through, there's a lot of life in you.
Country boy, you're lucky for me. Country boy, I wish I was you and you was me.