New York City is a thousand miles away
And if you ask me, I´ll tell you that´s OK
Now I´m not trying to put the big apple down
´Cause they don´t need a man like me in town
I pick cotton down on the Dixie line
Work hard all day tryin´ to make a dime
But that´s allright, that´s OK by me
´Cause that´s the way that it was meant to be

Big city, hard times don´t bother me
I´m a country boy, I´m as happy as I can be

I don´t like smoke chokin´ up my air
And some of those city folks well they don´t care
I don´t like cars buzzing around
I don´t even want a piece of concrete in my town
I like sunshine, fresh clean air
Makes me feel like you wouldn´t care but
that´s all right, each to his own
But one smell from the city
And this country boy is gone
Big city, hard times don´t bother me
I´m a country boy, I´m as happy as I can be

Well, I don´t want to even read about it

Let me tell you something, let me tell you true
What´s right for me might not be right for you
Well, you live your way, I´ll live mine
And I hope that your happy all the time
I pick cotton down on the Dixie line
Work hard all day tryin´ to make a dime
But that´s all right, that´s OK by me
´Cause that´s the way that it was supposed to be

Big city, hard times never bother me
I´m a country boy, I´m as happy as I can be

Let me tell ya,... I said
Big city, hard times never bother me
I´m a country boy, I´m as happy as I can be
Ooh, that´s my way, baby
I don´t want you to even tell me about the big city
I don´t want to read about it...