When I look back, boy I must have been green Bobblin' in the country, fishin' in the stream Lookin' for an answer, tryin' to find a sign Until I saw your city lights, honey I was blind They said, get back, funky cat, better get back to the woods Well I quit those days and my redneck ways And I, oh, the change is gonna do me good Better get back, funky cat, livin' in the city ain't where it's at It's like, tryin' to find gold in a, a shelf on my, it's like Tryin' to drink whiskey, oh, from a bottle of wine Well, I've read some books and I've read some magazines About those high class ladies down in New Orleans And all the fools back home, well, they said I was a fool Oh, believe in the Lord, it's the golden rule They said, get back, funky cat, better get back to the woods Well, I quit those days and I, ran that ways and I Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, the change is gonna do me good