Intro :
I n a southern town where I was born
T hat's where I go t my educ ation
I worked in the fields and I walked in the woods
A nd I wondered a t cr eation
I recall the sun in a sky of blue
A nd the smell of g reen things g rowin'
A nd I lived everyday and I lived anyway
A nyway the w ind was b lowin'
B ut then I heard of a cultured city life
B reath-takin' l ofty st eeples
A nd the day I called myself a man
I left my l and and my p eople
A nd I rambled North and I rambled East
A nd I tested a nd I t asted
A nd a girl or two took me round and round
B ut always l eft me w asted
I n a world that saw concrete and steel
W ith nothin' g reen ever g rowin'
W here the buildings hide the rising sun
A nd stop the f ree wind from b lowin'
W here they sleep all day and they wake all night
T o a world of dr ink and l aughter
I met that girl that I thought would be
T he one that I was a fter
I n a soft blue gown and a formal tux
B eneath that l ofty s teeple
H e said do you Barbra take this man
W ill you be one o f his p eople
A nd she said I will and she said I do
A nd the world looked m ighty p retty
A nd we lived in a fancy downtown flat
C ause she loved the n oisy c ity
T hen the days grew cold beneath the yellow sky
A nd I longed for gr een th ings growin'
A nd I talked of home and my people there
B ut she'd not agr ee to g oin'
T hen her hazel eyes turned away from me
W ith a look that was n't very p retty
A nd she turned into concrete and steel
A nd she said I ta ke the c ity
N ow the cars go by on the interstate
A nd my pack is o n my sh oulder
A nd I'm goin' home where I belong
M uch wiser n ow and ol der
