Country Boy (you got your feet in L.A.)

Well, I got my feet in Boston not in L.A, but more and more my mind keeps goin' home...wherever the hell that is...I've got the old man to blame for that one, if blame can be given at all. He was an orphan, and raised his kids the only way he knew how--to be orphans themselves. So all of us sort of wander around without a home, settling down wherever seems most comfortable at the time.

The world has gotten way too complicated for my taste. And even after almost thirty years, I just don't get big city ways. Today, as I was dragging a guitar case through the security gates, someone actually held the elevator door for me, and I was shocked. You don't see good manners. It seems everyone is always trying to show the other one up. Who's smarter. Who's more sophisticated. Who's hipper, cooler, edgier. And at the bottom of it all is just greed and selfishness. Me, me, me. Look at me. Everyone taking for themselves. And it seems I've given so much, and so much was taken, that I just don't have anymore to give or have stolen.

Livin' in the city
Ain't never been my idea of gettin' it on
But the job demands that you make new plans
Before your big chance is gone.

You get a house in the hills.
You're payin' everyone's bills
And they tell you that you're gonna go far
But in the back of my mind,
I hear it time after time,
"Is that who you really are?"

Country boy, you got your feet in L.A.,
But your mind's on Tennessee.
Lookin' back, I can remember the time
When I sang my songs for free.
Country boy, you got your feet in L.A.
Take a look at everything you own.
But now and then, my heart keeps goin' home.

Talkin' on the telephone,
Settin' up another day of people to meet.
You've gotta do what's right,
You've gotta spend the night,
Stayin' in touch with the street.
When you're surrounded by friends,
They say the fun never ends,
But I guess I'll never figure it out
'Cause in the back of my mind,
I hear it time after time,
"Is this what it's all about?"

Country boy, you got your feet in L.A.,
But your mind's on Tennessee.
Lookin' back, I can remember the time
When I sang my songs for free.
Country boy, you got your feet in L.A.
Take a look at everything you own.
But now and then, my heart keeps goin' home.