Текст песни Country Girl (Live) - Primal Scream

Never get too big, never get too heavy
Never get too cool to top paying your dues
Yeah, what can a poor boy do?
Better go back to your mama, she'll take care of you

Lost your wife, lost your son
Stay out drinking 'til the morning comes
Yeah, what can a poor boy do?
Better go back to your mama, she'll take care of you

Country girl, take my hand
Lead me through the diseased land
I am tired, I am weak, I am worn
I have stole, I have sinned, my soul is unclean
Country girl, got to keep on keeping on

Crazy women mess your head
Wake up drunk and bleeding in some strange bed
Yeah, what can a motherfucker do?
You better go back to your mama, she'll take care of you

Country girl, take my hand
Lead me through this diseased land
I am tired, I am weak, I am worn
I have stole, I have sinned, my soul is unclean
Country girl, got to keep on keeping on

Gotta keep on keeping on
Gotta keep on keeping strong
Gotta keep on keeping on
When you got the riot city blues

Whole lotta shakin' going on
We figure
Whole lotta shakin' going on

One thing I have to say before I have to go
Be careful with your seed, you will reap just what you sow
Yeah, what can a poor boy do?
You better go back to your mama
She'll take care of you, you, you

Country girl, take my hand
Lead me through this diseased land
I am tired, I am weak, I am worn
I have stole, I have sinned, my soul is unclean
Country girl, got to keep on keeping on

Country girl, take my hand
Lead me through this diseased land
I am tired, I am weak, I am worn
I have stole, I have sinned, my soul is unclean
Country girl, got to keep on keeping on

Country girl, got to keep on keepin' on