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[Verse 1]
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I just threw my bottle at the jukebox
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Got tired of hearing them same old songs
D A
Gotta get myself back to Tennessee
A E A
Lord, where a country boy belongs
[Verse 2]
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Now I kinda like those city women
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When they walk by, Lord, and the way they smell
D A
I gotta get myself back to Tennessee
A E A
Where the women and the wildcats, they both raise hell
[Chorus]
D A
Now let me tell you something city slicker
D A
I didn't know Miss Lucy was your wife
D A
Put that gun back where it belongs and I get myself on home
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I'm gonna get on my hat, get back to Tennessee
A
Lord, where a country boy belongs
[Instrumental]
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[Chorus]
D A
Now let me tell you something city slicker
D A
I didn't know Miss Lucy was your wife
D A
Put that gun back where it belongs and I get myself on home
A
I'm gonna get on my hat, get back to Tennessee
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Lord, where a country boy belongs
