Bob Away My Blues - The Marshall Tucker Band

well im goin down to the river

ive got a canepole in my hand

ive got my redworms in a maxwell house coffee can

i’m gonna sit under ashade tree on a riverbank where its cool

im gonna close my and dream and let that cork bob away my blues

well i wake up every mornin i pick peaches all day

and on saturday night we’ll have a dance or two we might waller in the hay

now the only thing that ever whipped my pa was this bad dude called old age

and his last years was his best years

and this is what he had to say

he siad boy ive worked this dirt all my life but things aint been good for

awhile

why dont you move to the city make alittle money you might be the first one in the family ever to die with a smile

well i took his advice things goin well

but my friends are far and few

but whoever said a city boy cant have the the country blues

whoever said a city boy cant have the the country blues

whoever said a city boy cant have the the country blues

well honey they aint talked to me and you