Country Home
Neil Young
I don't like to go down to flats
'cause I can't park on a hill
Instead getting a rolling start
I have to pay the bill

I guess I need that city life
It sure has lot of style
But pretty soon it wears me out
And I have to think to smile

I'm thankful for my country home
It gives me piece of mind
Somewhere I can walk alone
And leave myself behind

It's only someone else's potatoes
You pickin' someone else's patch
And if you go down there anyway
It very seldom lasts

I found that out once long ago
And it sure got me confused
I still don't know which way to go
to lose those old spud blues


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