I'm Not Country

I was born in New England
 Lived here all my life
 Got a three bedroom house in the suburbs
 With my two kids and my first wife
 Went to university, got a degree
 I must have learned a thing or three
 But I never learned the right way
 To hang a tire swing from the old oak tree
 I'm not country
 I never owned a pickup truck
 Don't drink too much or get in fights
 Never been down on my luck
 I never rode a painted pony
 Across a meadow fresh with dew
 But if I'm ever born again my friend
 That's the first thing that I'll do
 Got a picture of the Smokey Mountains
 Taped to my office wall
 Down at the local pub
 I pretend a southern drawl
 I put Cash on the jukebox
 'cause he makes my heart ache
 Staring out the window at the taxicabs
 I think God must have made some cruel mistake
 'cause I'm not country
 Never plowed a field of corn
 I never rode in an eighteen-wheeler
 Or even blew the horn
 Never made love to my sweetheart
 Beneath the sky so blue
 But if I'm ever born again my friend
 Gonna do that too
 I've been to London and Paris
 Beijing and Bangkok too
 Sipped martinis with the jet-set in New York City
 So why am I blue?
 Because I'd rather be alone on an old dirt road
 Just kickin' stones
 I've never been to West Virginia
 And to me that sounds like home
 But I'm not country
 That's just songs on the radio
 I ain't goin' down to Nashville
 To that ol' opry show
 Never wore a cowboy hat or boots
 Never chug-a-lugged a brew
 But you'd better believe in my next life
 That's the third, fourth and fifth thing I'm gonna do
 I'll never own a pickup truck
 I don't drink too much or get in fights
 Never been down on my luck
 I never rode a painted pony
 Across a meadow fresh with dew
 But if I'm ever born again my friend
 That's the first thing that I'll do