Intro: D5 G5 D5 A5 D5 B5 G5 A5 D5 D5 A5 D5 Well I grew up wild and free G5 D5 A5 D5 Walkin- these fields in my bare feet D5 A5 D5 There wasn-t no place I couldn-t go G5 D5 A5 D5 With a twenty-two rifle and a fishing pole CHORUS: G5 D5 A5 D5 Well I live in the city but don-t fit in B5 G5 A5 D5 You know its a pity the shape I-m in G5 D5 A5 D5 Well I got no home and I got no choice B5 G5 A5 D5 Oh Lord, have mercy on a country boy Fill: G5 D5 A5 D5 B5 G5 A5 D5 D5 A5 D5 When I was young I remember well G5 D5 A5 D5 I-d hunt the wild turkey and the bob-white quail D5 A5 D5 The river was clear and deep back then G5 D5 A5 D5 And fishin- lines tied to the willow limb Chorus D5 A5 D5 Well they dammed the river, they dammed the stream G5 D5 A5 D5 They cut down the cypress and the sweet gum trees D5 A5 D5 There-s a laundra- mat and a barber shop G5 D5 A5 D5 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