Lyrics:
I don't like to go down to flats'cause I can't park on a hillInstead getting a rolling startI have to pay the billI guess I need that city lifeIt sure has lot of styleBut pretty soon it wears me outAnd I have to think to smile[Chorus]I'm thankful for my country homeIt gives me piece of mindSomewhere I can walk aloneAnd leave myself behind It's only someone else's potatoesYou pickin' someone else's patchAnd if you go down there anywayIt very seldom lastsI found that out once long agoAnd it sure got me confusedI still don't know which way to goto lose those old spud blues [Chorus][Repeat]x2