Intro: D5 G5 D5 A5 D5 B5 G5 A5 D5

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Well I grew up wild and free 
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Walkin- these fields in my bare feet 
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There wasn-t no place I couldn-t go 
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With a twenty-two rifle and a fishing pole 



CHORUS: 
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Well I live in the city but don-t fit in 
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You know its a pity the shape I-m in 
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Well I got no home and I got no choice 
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Oh Lord, have mercy on a country boy 


Fill: G5 D5 A5 D5 B5 G5 A5 D5


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When I was young I remember well 
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I-d hunt the wild turkey and the bob-white quail 
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The river was clear and deep back then 
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And fishin- lines tied to the willow limb 


Chorus

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Well they dammed the river, they dammed the stream 
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They cut down the cypress and the sweet gum trees 
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There-s a laundra- mat and a barber shop 
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And now the whole meadow is a parkin- lot 


Chorus 2X


   B5         G5          A5       G5 D5 A5 D5 B5 G5 A5 D5
Oh Lord, have mercy on a country boy