Little Jimmy Dickens - Country Boy

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Band name Little Jimmy Dickens
Song name Country Boy
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Date: 5/23/96; 9:56:18 AM
From: ah827@rgfn.epcc.Edu (Gene L. Graham)
Subject: songs3

COUNTRY BOY
Recorded by Little Jimmy Dickens
Written by Felice and Boudleaux Bryant


[D] Now, I'm just a simple guy

But there's [G] one thing sure as [D] shootin'

I [G] hate those folks that [D] think that they're

So [E] doggone high fa-[A] lut-in

I'd [D] be the same in Hollywood

Or [G] right in my own [D] kitchen

I [G] believe in fussin' [D] when you're mad

And [A] scratchin' when you're [D] itchin'.


CHORUS
[D] I'm a plain, old country boy

A [G] corn-bread lovin' [D] country boy

[G] I raise cain on [D] Saturday

But I [E] go to church on [A] Sunday

I'm a [D] plain, old country boy

A [G] corn-bread lovin' [D] country boy

(A [G] 'tater-eatin' [D] country boy - LAST CHORUS)

I'll be [G] lookin' over that [D] old grey mule

When the [A] sun comes up on [D] Monday.


Where I come from, opportunities, they never were too good
We never had much money, but we done the best we could
Ma doctored me from youngin-hood, with Epson salts and Iodine
Made my diapers out of old feed sacks, my 'spenders out of plow lines.

CHORUS

Every time the preacher called, Ma always fixed a chicken
If I'd reach for a drumstick, I was sure to get a lickin'
She always saved two parts for me, But I had to shut my mouth
T'was the gizzard and the North end of a chicken flyin' South.

CHORUS

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