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COUNTRY BOY

Written by: Barry P. Foley
Copyright © 21 March 2006

I was born in the country during the great Korean War
The nearest backtop road was a mile or more
My Daddy worked two jobs, just to feed all of us kids
Looking back over 50 years, now I’m proud he did

My mama when to church twice on Sunday and Wednesday night
She never spared the rod, to teach us wrong from right
Sunday morning breakfast as chicken, bisquits and soppin’ gravy
And those great gospel programs on a black and white TV

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I’m proud to be a country boy, proud of my Southern Roots,
From the top of my balding head to the tip of my cowboy boots
I travel the world over telling folks where I come from
“Here’s a little music from my Home Sweet Home”

I would search for old pop bottles in the ditches along the road
I’d get two cents apiece from the country store for every load
I’d wash cars and pump gas; fill the drink boxes tight
Just to have a little money for the dance on Saturday night

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I’m proud to be a country boy, born in the South,
So when I talk about the country, I know what I’m talking about
You might laugh at my accent and the way I say Y’all
And when you say, Country Boy, I’ll stand up proud and tall

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