מילים לשיר Country Home – Neil Young

I don't like to go down to flats
'cause I can't park on a hill
I have to pay the bill
Instead getting a rolling start I guess I need that city life
But pretty soon it wears me out
It sure has lot of style
And I have to think to smile It gives me piece of mind
Somewhere I can walk alone
I'm thankful for my country home 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
And it sure got me confused
I found that out once long ago
to lose those old spud blues
I still don't know which way to go (Repeat)x2.