《Lord Have Mercy On a Country Boy》歌词

[00:00:00] Lord Have Mercy On a Country Boy - Don Williams

[00:00:03] Written by：Bob McDill

[00:00:17] Well I grew up wild and free

[00:00:21] Walkin' these fields in my bare feet

[00:00:26] There wasn't no place I couldn't go

[00:00:30] With a twenty-two rifle and a fishing pole

[00:00:34] Well I live in the city but don't fit in

[00:00:38] You know its a pity the shape I'm in

[00:00:42] Well I got no home and I got no choice

[00:00:47] Oh Lord have mercy on a country boy

[00:01:08] When I was young I remember well

[00:01:12] I'd hunt the wild turkey and the bob white quail

[00:01:17] The river was clear and deep back then

[00:01:21] And fishin' lines tied to the willow limb

[00:01:25] Well I live in the city but don't fit in

[00:01:29] You know its a pity the shape I'm in

[00:01:33] Well I got no home and I got no choice

[00:01:38] Oh Lord have mercy on a country boy

[00:01:59] Well they dammed the river they dammed the stream

[00:02:03] They cut down the cypress and the sweet gum trees

[00:02:07] There's a laundra' mat and a barber shop

[00:02:12] And now the whole meadow is a parkin' lot

[00:02:16] Well I live in the city but don't fit in

[00:02:20] You know its a pity the shape I'm in

[00:02:24] Well I got no home and I got no choice

[00:02:29] Oh Lord have mercy on a country boy