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Elton John

When I look back, boy, I must have been green
Bopping in the country, fishing in a stream
Looking for an answer, trying to find a sign
Until I saw your city lights, honey, I was blind

They said, "get back, honky cat
Better get back to the woods."
Well, I quit those days and my redneck ways
And, oh, the change is gonna do me good

You better get back, honky cat
Living in the city ain't where it's at
It's like trying to find gold in a silver mine
It's like trying to drink whiskey from a bottle of wine

Well, I read some books, and I read some magazines
About those high-class ladies down in New Orleans
And all the folks back home, well, said I was a fool
They said, "oh, believe in the Lord is the golden rule."

They said, "stay at home, boy, you gotta tend the farm
Living in the city, boy, is going to break your heart."
But how can you stay when your heart says no?
How can you stop when your feet say go?

Written by JOHN, ELTON / TAUPIN, BERNIE
Published by Universal Music Publishing Group

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