Lirik Lagu Plowboy - Ray Scott
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There’s a lot of small towns in this world,Just like the one that I came from,Where any dream you have is just a dream,It ain’t nothin’ that can truly be done
Well I’m gonna tell yall a little story,About the day I set out to leave,As I was loadin’ up and sayin’ my goodbyesSome redneck Einstein said to me:Well I see ya packed up your suitcase,And I seen ya throw it in the truck,Headed off to the big town are ya?Heh, well, son I wish ya luck.Now I don’t mean to bust your bubble,But boy the way you’re thinking’s wrongGo on out and chase that foolish dream of yoursHeh, you’ll be back before too long.
‘Cause You a plowboyYou ain’t no city boyYeah, you were born with dirty handsYeah, you a plowboyYou’re thinking silly boyJust tryin’ to make ya understand
What you better do is put them over-alls back on,Go on out and fix that old barn door,Keep your far fetched fantasies to yourself,And fetch a load of feed down at the country store,Better yet, go on, have at it,Go see how high you can fly,But you best be back when that green leaf comes back in, boy,We’re gonna need your help come July
‘Cause You a plowboyYou ain’t no city boyYeah, you were born with dirty handsYeah, you a plowboyYou’re thinking silly boyJust tryin’ to make ya understand
Well now here I am a few years later,I’ve come a long way from that old farm,I’ve got stocks and bonds and a house with a cement pump,Got a genuine Rolex on my arm,Well I’d like to ask him what the taste of crow is like,An’ see him face the fact that he was wrong,Ya see, I always knew where I was headed,But I never forgot where I was from
Yeah I’m a plowboyI ain’t no city boyOh, I was born with dirty handsLook at me now, boySure is a pity, boyI couldn’t make ya understandGo milk that cow, boyAnd that wood needs splittin’, boyAnd you best get back to balin’ hayYeah I’m a plow boyWell now look who’s silly, boyFrom now on, be careful what you sayYa hearYeah, yeah.
Well I’m gonna tell yall a little story,About the day I set out to leave,As I was loadin’ up and sayin’ my goodbyesSome redneck Einstein said to me:Well I see ya packed up your suitcase,And I seen ya throw it in the truck,Headed off to the big town are ya?Heh, well, son I wish ya luck.Now I don’t mean to bust your bubble,But boy the way you’re thinking’s wrongGo on out and chase that foolish dream of yoursHeh, you’ll be back before too long.
‘Cause You a plowboyYou ain’t no city boyYeah, you were born with dirty handsYeah, you a plowboyYou’re thinking silly boyJust tryin’ to make ya understand
What you better do is put them over-alls back on,Go on out and fix that old barn door,Keep your far fetched fantasies to yourself,And fetch a load of feed down at the country store,Better yet, go on, have at it,Go see how high you can fly,But you best be back when that green leaf comes back in, boy,We’re gonna need your help come July
‘Cause You a plowboyYou ain’t no city boyYeah, you were born with dirty handsYeah, you a plowboyYou’re thinking silly boyJust tryin’ to make ya understand
Well now here I am a few years later,I’ve come a long way from that old farm,I’ve got stocks and bonds and a house with a cement pump,Got a genuine Rolex on my arm,Well I’d like to ask him what the taste of crow is like,An’ see him face the fact that he was wrong,Ya see, I always knew where I was headed,But I never forgot where I was from
Yeah I’m a plowboyI ain’t no city boyOh, I was born with dirty handsLook at me now, boySure is a pity, boyI couldn’t make ya understandGo milk that cow, boyAnd that wood needs splittin’, boyAnd you best get back to balin’ hayYeah I’m a plow boyWell now look who’s silly, boyFrom now on, be careful what you sayYa hearYeah, yeah.
