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Every weekend that I could I'd take a trip out to the country Just to get away from all the chaos I lived in, in the city And the quiet empty woods Always made me feel at home And the smell of charcoal burning And the freedom just to roam I grew up in the city, but my heart belonged to the country I moved away when I was 17, young and free Now sometimes on the weekend, I might make a little trip in But since it's part of my roots I will always be A country lovin' city boy, city boy, city boy Now looking up at the stars Was always better when I could see them Just hanging out by a fire Talking about way back when I grew up in the city, but my heart belonged to the country I moved away when I was 17, young and free Now sometimes on the weekend, I might make a little trip in But since it's part of my roots I will always be A country lovin' city boy I like the different seasons, so I can look forward to the sunshine Here in Upstate New York, I got my own little gold mine Hanging by the lakeside I grew up in the city, but my heart belonged to the country I moved away when I was 17 Now sometimes on the weekend, I might make a little trip in But since it's part of my roots I will always be A country lovin' city boy Every weekend that I could I'd take a trip out to the country (A country lovin' city boy) Just to get away from all the chaos I lived in, in the city (It'll always be in my roots) And the quiet empty woods (It was always in my heart) Always made me feel at home A country lovin' city boy, city boy, city boy
Writer(s): Ryan Clark Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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