Country John

Country John lives his life
Mostly working at the mill
And other than his wife
A single dream is his only thrill
Gotta get away, Gotta see the land
Gotta see the world, Gotta be a man
Gotta get away, Gotta see the land
Gotta see the world, Gotta be a man
In the evening when the sun begins to fade
And work is over, and supper is too
A chevy guitar case comes out from underneath the bed
And Country John will do his dues
Say now!
Between the moonshine and the shining of the moon
And his sway back a woman by his side
And he would soon find that the lining of his tomb
From way back was too hard to divide
Say now!
Gotta get away, Gotta see the land
Gotta see the world, Gotta be a man
Gotta get away, Gotta see the land
Gotta see the world, Gotta be a man
All the others and the young folk too
Rock with John while he did his dues
The moonshine and the shadows through the vine
They all rocked with John too
Gotta get away, Gotta see the land
Gotta see the world, Gotta be a man
Gotta get away, Gotta see the land
Gotta see the world, Gotta be a man