Country Bumpkin - Conway Twitty, Loretta Lynn

He walked into the bar

And parked his lanky frame upon a tall bar stool

With a long soft southern drawl

Said, «I'll just have a glass of anything that’s cool»

A barroom girl with wise and knowing eyes

Slowly looked me up and down

And she said, «I wonder how on earth

That country bumpkin found his way to town»

And she said, «Hello, country bumpkin

How’s the frost out on the pumpkin?

I’ve seen some sights but man you’re somethin'

Where’d you come from country bumpkin?»

Just a short year later in a bed of joy

Filled tears and death like pain

Into this wondrous world of many wonders

Another wonder came

That same woman’s face was wrapped up In a raptured look of love and tenderness

As I marveled at the soft and warm

And cuddly boy child, feeding at her breast

And she said, «Hello, country bumpkin

Fresh as frost out on the pumpkins

I’ve seen some sights but babe you’re somethin'

Mommy, loves her country bumpkin»

Forty years, of hard work later

In a simple, quiet and peaceful country place

The heavy hand of time had not erased

The raptured wonder from my woman’s face

She was lying on her death bed

Knowing fully well her race was nearly run

But she softly smiled and looked into

The sad eyes of her husband and her son

And I said, «So long country bumpkins

The frost is gone now from the pumpkins

I’ve seem some sights and life’s been somethin'

See you later country bumpkins»

See you later country bumpkins