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Words and Music by Tuck Pence
The bright lights of the city made me stop and
stare
It was quite a sight for a country boy who ain't never been nowhere
The fancy cars and ladies were a sight to see
It didn't take to long to know it just wasn't the place for me.
Chorus:
See I need pine trees growin, reachin for the sky
I need streams a flowing, and eagles on the fly
I need miles and miles of lakes and streams no man calls his own
That's what I call home, that's what I call home.
The folks back there told me that I should get
away
They said there's money in the city, for a boy who can sing and
play
They were right about the money but I just can't find
Anyone or anything to give me peace of mind.
Chorus
They all liked my music and I guess it made 'em
smile
But the money and the laughter couldn't make it worth my while
Cause when my rights are over, Lord, I'm still all alone
In the middle of a city, almost two million strong.
Chorus
That's what I call home
And that's where I play my songs.
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