I was born dirt poor
on a dead-end country road
My every dream was
to just grow up and go
Like a siren's song
those bright lights
called my name
So I turned that country road
into memory lane
Well I hit that fast lane
It was paved with gold
But it wasn't long till
my highbrow ways got old
Started missin' things
that I thought I'd left behind
Till I found two swingin' doors
'neath a neon sign
They were whirlin'
and ah twirlin'
to the fiddles
and the steel guitars
Them city folk was drinkin'
from mason jars
I think I found
what paradise might be
The city put
the country back in me
When you leave this farm
you don't have
to leave your roots
Just go on home and slip on
them cowboy boots
Now it's the best of both
worlds all I'll ever need
The city put
the country back in me
They were whirlin'
and ah twirlin'
to the fiddles
and the steel guitars
Them city folk was drinkin'
from mason jars
Well I think I found
what paradise might be
The city put
the country back in me
Yeah the city put
the country back in me