Countrified — текст песни (Clay Walker)

This working all day ain`t gettin me nowhere
breakin my back won`t to get it done
wish I had a dime wish i had a dollar,
for every dream that I gave up on, that I gave up on.
This hammer I`m swingin is startin to feel heavy
I clench my fist when I punch the clock
a little for the bank leaves nothing for my baby
stretchin my paycheck around the block
I need to go face first into that fresh air
free up there where the eagle flies
need to drop a line in that cool clear water
leave the city behind and get countrified
a fools gold watch and a lung full of black smoke
is all I get for all I gave
my only reward for this broken down body
was diggin my way to an early grave
always dreamed I`d end up on a river
fast asleep on a mountain high
but i`m way down here in this concrete valley
in a sea of barbers and red taillights, red taillights
I need to go face first into that fresh air
free up there where the eagle flies
need to drop a line in that cool clear water
leave the city behind and get countrified
(2X)
(fit to be tied)
This working all day ain`t gettin me nowhere
breakin my back won`t to get it done
wish I had a dime wish i had a dollar,
for every dream that I gave up on, that I gave up on.