Country boy

I'm a country boy

Growing up in the fields of the valley's heights

The stars bright shining over me

The sweet smell of the pasture in the morning

The fresh air and open land

Animals roam wild

I'm a country boy

Not restricted by the cities limits

Not tamed or domesticated

I roam free in the world carving my own path

I do what I do on my behalf

I'm country boy

Raised on morals and respect

I look high towards the sky



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