[ Country Home von Neil Young ]



	COUNTRY HOME - NEIL YOUNG
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	from: RAGGED GLORY


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	                                        I don't like to....


	INTRO: G C D  G C D  G              
  
                                    
	G                                   
	I don't like to go down to the flats
	                          C         
	'Cause I can't park on a hill       
	                     D              
	Instead getting a rolling start     
	                   G                
	I have to pay the bill.             
 
                                    
	I guess I need that city life       
	It sure has lots of style           
	But pretty soon it wears me out     
	And I have to think to smile.       
  
                                    
	I'm thankful for my country home    
	It gives me peace of mind           
	Somewhere I can walk alone          
	And leave myself behind.            
   
                                    
	It's only someone else's potatoes   
	You pickin' someone else's patch    
	And if you go down there anyway     
	It very seldom lasts.               
    
	                                
	I found that out once long ago      
	And it sure got me confused         
	I still don't know which way to go  
	To lose those old spud blues.       
    
	                                
	I'm thankful for my country home    
	It gives me peace of mind           
	Somewhere I can walk alone          
	And leave myself behind.