Country Boy (Guest Star Radio Show 1959)

Country boy, ain't got no shoes

Country boy, ain't got no blues

Well, you work all day while you're waitin' to play

In the sun and the sand, with a face that's tan

But at the end of the day, when your work is done

You ain't got nothin' but fun

Country boy, ain't got no ills

Country boy, don't owe no bills

You get a wiggly worm and then you watch him squirm

While you put him on a hook and you drop him in a brook

If everything's gonna turn out right, you're gonna fry fish tonight

Country boy, you lucky thing

Country boy, I wish I was you, and you was me

Country boy, you got work to do

Country boy, in the morning dew

You gotta cut the weeds, you gotta plant the seed

There's many a row you know you gotta hoe

When it's quittin' time, and your work is through

There's alot of life in you

Country boy, you got a shaggy dog

Country boy, up a hollow log

Well, he comes in a run, when you pick up your gun

And with a shell or two, and your dog and you

When you get your rabbit, you'll skin his hide

He's gonna be good fried

Country boy, you got a lot to lose

Country boy, how I wish I was in your shoes