I AIN'T IN THE COUNTRY NO MORE

I packed my only guitar In my Chevy Silverado I drove down to the corner store Gassed up and headed North Said goodbye to mom and pops Church parking lots, roadblocks, and potholes Left the name my mama gave me Right there rocking on the porch Whoa I never seen so much concrete before I ain't in the country no more I got woke up this morning to a choir of singing sirens I went out barefoot to watch 'em go by Cut my foot on sidewalk glass Gave a hungry man a dollar He was begging, he was crying A little later on, he was drinking on A forty in a paper sack Whoa I never been got like that before I guess I ain't in the country no more No, I ain't in the country no more Nobody talks like I do Nobody here at all No, hell yeah, hey y'all But oh, this raised on hard work boy's Gonna live a dream 'til he dies I wish I was, but I ain't in the country no more In the country no more Go I'm damn proud of my roots My red wing boots and my blue collar This chip here on my shoulder is a town I can't let down Lord knows I ain't no Jesus but I'll proudly be the martyr Spread the word about that nowhere place that makes the world go 'round Whoa I ain't in the country no more No, I ain't in the country no more Nobody talks like I do Nobody here at all No, hell yeah, hey y'all But oh, this raised on hard work boy's Gonna live a dream 'til he dies I wish I was, but I ain't in the country no more In the country no more Go No, I ain't in the country no more Woo I ain't in the country no more Go --- I AIN'T IN THE COUNTRY NO MORE - HARDY