Well, I came back to the city And it wasn`t very pretty, It was dying There were some who had more than they could eat And other with no shoes up on their feet, They were crying I saw a brother sell his brother While the cops held another, They were laughing I saw two dogs in the street, A black one and a white one, They were fighting If it isn`t very pretty Why do they stay in the city And watch it dying? Why don`t I go back to the country And sit beneath a plum tree with my sweet little girl, And listen to her singin`? It`s because I`m caught in a trap Lord, and you know where that`s at It sure ain`t the country Oh, Lord knows, it ain`t the country It`s because its the way I see it every night and day I hope to change it I`m just at city boy, City boy, thats me Hey! City boy, city boy Yeah, yeah, city boy, Oh Lord, city boy
(Burdon/Sterling)
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