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There's a lot of small towns in this world, just like the one that I came from Where any dream you have is just a dream, it ain't nothin' that can truly be done Well, I'm gonna tell ya'll a little story about the day I set out to leave As I was loadin' up and sayin' my good-byes, some redneck Einstein said to me Well, I see you packed up your suitcase and I seen you throw it in the truck Headed off to the big town are you? Well son, I wish you luck Now I don't mean to bust your bubble, but boy, the way you're thinkin's wrong Go on out and chase that foolish dream of yours You'll be back before too long Chorus 'Cause you're a plowboy, you ain't no city boy Yeah, you were born with dirty hands Yeah, you're a plowboy and you're thinkin' silly boy Just tryin' to make you understand What you'd better do is put them overalls back on, go on out and fix that old barn door Keep your far fetched fantasies to yourself and fetch a load of feed down at the country store Or better yet, go on, have at it, go see how high you can fly But you'd best be back when that green leaf comes in, boy We're gonna need your help come July Repeat Chorus Well, now here I am a few years later I've come a long way from that old farm SongtexteI got stocks and bonds and a house with a cement pond Got a genuine Rolex on my arm Well, I'd like to ask him what the taste of crow is like See him face the fact that he was wrong You see, I always knew where I was headed But I've never forgot where I was from Yeah, I'm a plowboy, I ain't no city boy Oh, I was born with dirty hands Look at me now boy, sure is a pity boy I couldn't make you understand Go milk that cow boy and that wood needs splittin' boy And you'd best get back to bailin' hay Yeah, I'm a plowboy, but now look who's silly boy From now on be careful what you say, ya hear Aus Songtexte Mania