Country Boy at Heart

I was born in Birmingham, Birmingham UK But always felt I should have been Born in the US of A So at eighteen I packed my bags Boarded a plane, guitar in hand Landed on the east coast Then headed south on a greyhound bus On my journey I wrote me some songs Got the passengers to sing along Ended in Tennessee. Nashville, the place for me Bought me a hat, some cowboy boots Then hot shrimp and grits, no substitute Not been in this bar long Got the audience to sing along I'm a country boy at heart I'm just a country boy at heart Realized soon I was just a fake Hadn't really lived the cowboy way Couldn't ride a horse, drink whiskey and rye Hadn't lost my wife, and my dog hadn't died So I signed up to a cattle drive Learned to ride and drink whiskey and rye Sat round the fire as the stars shone Singing my song all night long I'm a country boy at heart I'm just a country boy at heart Well I woke up one morning, my girl had gone And she took my dog I reach rock bottom drinking whisky from the bottle I was the underdog But I picked my self up, brushed my self down Finished my song played it round town It's in the country charts now Number one, so sing along I'm a country boy at heart. Yeah I'm just a country boy at heart You all join in I'm a country boy at heart. Yeah I'm just a country boy at heart And that's my song