.Well I grew up wild and free walking these fields in my bare feet
There wasn't no place I couldn't go with a twenty-two rifle and a fishing pole
Well I live in the city but don't fit in you know it's a pity the shape I'm in
But I got no home and I got no choice oh Lord have mercy on a co.
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