This workin' all day ain't gettin' me nowhere A breakin' my back won't get it done I wish I had a dime, I wish I had a dollar For every dream that I gave up on, y'all This hammer I'm swingin' is startin' to feel heavy I clinched my fist when I punched the clock A little for the bank leaves nothin' for my baby A pushin' my paycheck around the block Yeah, I need to go face first into that fresh air Way up there where the eagle fly I need to draw the line in that cool clear water And leave the city behind and get country Oh, countrified A fool's gold watch and a lung full of black smoke Is all I get now for all I gave My only reward for this broken down body Was diggin' my way to an early grave I always dreamed I'd end up on a river Fast asleep on a mountain high But I'm stuck down here in this concrete valley In a sea of bumpers and red tail lights Yeah, I need to go face first into that fresh air Way up there where the eagle fly I need to draw the line in that cool clear water Leave the city behind and get country Oh, countrified, double time Yeah, I need to go face first into that fresh air Way up there where the eagle flies I need to draw the line in that cool clear water And leave the city behind and get countrified Oh yeah, countrified This workin' all day ain't gettin' me nowhere And breakin' my back won't get it done I wish I had a dime, I wish I had a dollar For every dream that I gave up on, y'all Ooh, that I gave up on, oh no Yeah, oh, get more countrified © 3 RING CIRCUS; SONGS OF WINDSWEPT PACIFIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com