Davin James - City Beat Me Back Home

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This old farm to market road used to be gravel
     C                                         D 
But now it's a four lane black top road heavy traveled
          G                            C
And there used to be some woods around here
D                      G
You never seen so many deer 
       C 
Well I wonder where they all are now
D
Looks like we cut 'em all down


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It's a shame to see things change
D                       G
Every things looking so strange
           C                               D
Used to be out in the country right around here
  G                      C
I hate to see the timber fall
  D                   G
I hate to see another mall
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I came back to the country the city's beat me back home


Those old bright lights of the city they kept on callin

And they sounded a whole lot better than the hay I was haulin

Now I've had my stint underneath the bright lights

And hualin hay sounds mighty nice

But the pasture that I used to bale

Is buried under concrete hell


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