paroles de chanson Country Boy - Little Jimmy Dickens

Now I'm just a simple guy but there's one thing sure as shootin'
I hate those folks who think that they're so dad-burned highfalutin
I'd be the same in Hollywood or right in my own kitchen
I believe in fussin' when you're mad and scratchin' when you're itchin'

I'm a plain old country boy, a cornbread lovin' country boy
I raise cain on Saturday but I go to church on Sunday
I'm a plain old country boy, a cornbread lovin' country boy
I'll be lookin' over that old grey mule when the sun comes up on 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

I'm a plain old country boy, a cornbread lovin' country boy
I raise cain on Saturday and I go to church on Sunday
I'm a plain old country boy, a tater eatin' country boy
I'll be lookin' over that old grey mule when the sun comes up on Monday

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

I'm a plain old country boy, a cornbread lovin' country boy
I raise cain on Saturday but I go to church on Sunday
I'm a plain old country boy, a tater eatin' country boy
I'll be lookin' over that old grey mule when the sun comes up on Monday