Well I wish I could say I’ve been walking a mile or two
Trying to catch a ride walking down route 52
But I haven’t
Don’t own blue suede shoes
Said I’m just a country bumpkin and I
Don’t know nothing about the blues
Well, I wish I could say I’ve been living east of this way
Riding on the horseback through Texas state
But I haven’t
There’s not much I can do
Said I’m just a country bumpkin and I
Don’t know nothing about the blues
I met a bluegrass musician
Played the strings with his heart
You’d thought he’d sold his soul the way he played his guitar
But he hadn’t
I met that guy down in New Orleans
Said I’m just a country bumpkin
But you don’t know half the places I've been
Well i wish i could say
I own all the land
But all’s i got is a piеce of wood I hold in my hand
But I'm happy
And my grass is green
Said I’m just a country bumpkin
But I’m not afraid to follow my dreams
Trying to catch a ride walking down route 52
But I haven’t
Don’t own blue suede shoes
Said I’m just a country bumpkin and I
Don’t know nothing about the blues
Well, I wish I could say I’ve been living east of this way
Riding on the horseback through Texas state
But I haven’t
There’s not much I can do
Said I’m just a country bumpkin and I
Don’t know nothing about the blues
I met a bluegrass musician
Played the strings with his heart
You’d thought he’d sold his soul the way he played his guitar
But he hadn’t
I met that guy down in New Orleans
Said I’m just a country bumpkin
But you don’t know half the places I've been
Well i wish i could say
I own all the land
But all’s i got is a piеce of wood I hold in my hand
But I'm happy
And my grass is green
Said I’m just a country bumpkin
But I’m not afraid to follow my dreams
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