Clint Black
Bob Away My Blues

Well, I'm goin' down to the river
I've got a canepole in my hand
I've got my redworms
In a Maxwell house coffee can.

I'm gonna sit under a shade tree
On a riverbank where its cool
I'm gonna close my eyes and dream
And let that cork bob away my blues.

Well, I wake up every mornin'
I pick peaches all day
And on Saturday night we'll have a dance or two
We might waller in the hay.

Now the only thing that ever whipped my pa
Was this bad dude called old age
And his last years was his best years
And this is what he had to say.

He siad, boy I've worked this dirt all my life
But things ain't been good for awhile
Why don't you move to the city, make a little money
You might be the first one in the family
Ever to die with a smile.

Well, I took his advice, things goin' well
But my friends are far and few
But whoever said a city boy
Can't have the the country blues?

Whoever said a city boy
Can't have the the country blues?

Whoever said a city boy
Can't have the the country blues?

Well, honey they ain't talked to me and you...


Mirror lyrics:

Well, honey they ain't talked to me and you...

Can't have the the country blues?
Whoever said a city boy

Can't have the the country blues?
Whoever said a city boy

Can't have the the country blues?
But whoever said a city boy
But my friends are far and few
Well, I took his advice, things goin' well

Ever to die with a smile.
You might be the first one in the family
Why don't you move to the city, make a little money
But things ain't been good for awhile
He siad, boy I've worked this dirt all my life

And this is what he had to say.
And his last years was his best years
Was this bad dude called old age
Now the only thing that ever whipped my pa

We might waller in the hay.
And on Saturday night we'll have a dance or two
I pick peaches all day
Well, I wake up every mornin'

And let that cork bob away my blues.
I'm gonna close my eyes and dream
On a riverbank where its cool
I'm gonna sit under a shade tree

In a Maxwell house coffee can.
I've got my redworms
I've got a canepole in my hand
Well, I'm goin' down to the river


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