Where a Country Boy Belongs

I just threw my bottle at the jukebox
 Got tired of hearing them same old songs
 Gotta get myself back to Tennessee
 Lord, where a country boy belongs
 I kinda like those city women
 When they walk by, Lord, and the way they smell
 Gotta get myself back to Tennessee
 Where the women and the wildcats, they both raise hell
 Now let me tell you something city slicker
 I didn't know this coochie was your wife
 Put that gun back where it belongs
 and I get myself on home
 I'm gonna get on my hat, get back to Tennessee
 Lord, where a country boy belongs
 (instrumental break)
 Now let me tell you something city slicker
 I didn't know this coochie was your wife
 Put that gun back where it belongs
 And I get myself on home
 I'm gonna get on my hat, get back to Tennessee
 Lord, where a country boy belongs