NOW I'M JUST
A SIMPLE GUY
BUT THERE'S ONE THING
SURE AS SHOOTIN'
I HATE THOSE FOLKS
WHO THINK THAT
THEY'RE SO DAD-BURNED
HIGHFALUTIN
I'D BE THE SAME
IN HOLLYWOOD
OR RIGHT IN
MY OWN KITCHEN
I BELIEVE IN FUSSIN'
WHEN YOU'RE MAD
AND SCRATCHIN'
WHEN YOU'RE ITCHIN'
I'M A PLAIN OLD
COUNTRY BOY
A CORNBREAD LOVIN'
COUNTRY BOY
I RAISE CAIN
ON SATURDAY
BUT I GO TO CHURCH
ON SUNDAY
I'M A PLAIN OLD
COUNTRY BOY
A CORNBREAD LOVIN'
COUNTRY BOY
I'LL BE LOOKIN' OVER
THAT OLD GRAY MULE
WHEN THE SUN COMES UP
ON MONDAY
WHERE I COME FROM
OPPORTUNITIES
THEY NEVER WERE
TOO GOOD
WE NEVER HAD
MUCH MONEY
BUT WE DONE
THE BEST WE COULD
MA DOCTORED ME
FROM YOUNG'UN-HOOD
WITH EPSOM SALTS
AND IODINE
MADE MY DIAPERS
OUT OF OLD FEED SACKS
MY 'SPENDERS
OUT OF PLOW LINES
I'M A PLAIN OLD
COUNTRY BOY
A CORNBREAD LOVIN'
COUNTRY BOY
I RAISE CAIN
ON SATURDAY
AND I GO TO CHURCH
ON SUNDAY
I'M A PLAIN OLD
COUNTRY BOY
A 'TATER EATIN'
COUNTRY BOY
I'LL BE LOOKIN' OVER
THAT OLD GRAY MULE
WHEN THE SUN COMES UP
ON MONDAY
EVERY TIME
THE PREACHER CALLED
MA ALWAYS FIXED
A CHICKEN
IF I'D REACH FOR
A DRUMSTICK
I WAS SURE
TO GET A LICKIN'
SHE ALWAYS SAVED
TWO PARTS FOR ME
BUT I HAD TO
SHUT MY MOUTH
'TWAS THE GIZZARD
AND THE NORTH END
OF A CHICKEN
FLYIN' SOUTH
I'M A PLAIN OLD
COUNTRY BOY
A CORNBREAD LOVIN'
COUNTRY BOY
I RAISE CAIN
ON SATURDAY
BUT I GO TO CHURCH
ON SUNDAY
I'M A PLAIN OLD
COUNTRY BOY
A 'TATER EATIN'
COUNTRY BOY
I'LL BE LOOKIN' OVER
THAT OLD GRAY MULE
WHEN THE SUN COMES UP
ON MONDAY