I have been to New York City, I have traveled there in style It's a big convenient city but there ain't no country miles I have put my hand inside the hands of men who could not see What the singing of a bluebird means to me I got that country cabin-itis in my soul It will comfort me in trouble be, my friend when I am old I have got to bring my country brothers back into the fold I got that country cabin-itis in my soul Old wood burn stove fried chicken warm linoleum on the floor Sunday preaching Monday cursing and the girl that lives next door I have done some heavy thinking I have suffered with the load Just like running barefoot down the gravel road I got that country cabin-itis in my soul It will comfort me in trouble, be my friend when I am old I have got to bring my country brothers back into the fold I got that country cabin-itis in my soul I have known myself when others never knew me much at all Sometimes it was the gettin' up that hurt more than the fall I am not concerned with money, I am not concerned with toys It may tell you Jesus was a country boy I got that country cabin-itis in my soul It will comfort me in trouble, be my friend when I am old I have got to bring my country brothers back into the fold I got that country cabin-itis in my soul Got that country cabin-itis in my soul It will comfort me in trouble, be my friend when I am old I have got to bring my country brothers back into the fold I got that country cabin-itis in my soul © SONY/ATV ACUFF ROSE MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com