I tried the Paris city life Lights and glamour, day and night But I'm a hillbilly heart and soul Fields and freedom make me whole I walked the streets, I played the game City hustle ain't the same I missed the dirt roads, missed the sky Where simple dreams still learn to fly I love to visit now and then That shining place of dreams and friends But every time I stay too long I feel the pull of where I'm from Paris is nice, but not my home I'm made for mountains, fields I roam So I'll come back, but just for show A little taste, then I must go 'Cause where I live and where I'm strong Is countryside, where I belong Café corners, every crowd City living's way too loud I miss the stars, I miss the corn The sound of rain on barns at dawn I tried to change, I really did Fancy places never fit I need the sunset on my land Barefoot walking, dirt and sand I love to visit now and then That shining place of dreams and friends But every time I stay too long I feel the pull of where I'm from Paris is nice, but not my home I'm made for mountains, fields I roam So I'll come back, but just for show A little taste, then I must go 'Cause where I live and where I'm strong Is countryside, where I belong I love you Paris, that's the truth But home is where I plant my roots Paris is nice, but not my home I'm made for mountains, fields I roam So I'll come back, but just for show A little taste, then I must go 'Cause where I live and where I'm strong Is countryside, where I belong Paris is nice, but not my home I'm made for mountains, fields I roam So I'll come back, but just for show A little taste, then I must go Paris is nice But not my home No, Paris ain't my home Paris is nice Where I belong Paris is nice Paris is nice Paris is nice Is countryside, where I belong