Lord Have Mercy On A Country Boy
Don Williams Lyrics


Well I grew up wild and free walking these fields in my bare feet
There wasn't no place I couldn't go with a twenty-two rifle and a fishing pole
Well I live in the city but don't fit in you know it's a pity the shape I'm in
But I got no home and I got no choice oh Lord have mercy on a country boy

When I was young I remember well I'd hunt the wild turkey and the bob-white quail
The river was clear and deep back then and fishin' lines tied to the willow limb
Well I live in the city...

Well they dammed the river they dammed the stream
They cut down the cypress and the sweet gum trees
There's a laundra mat and a barber shop and now the whole meadow is a parking lot
Well I live in the city...

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Written by: BOB MCDILL

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Pondy Hsu

Well, I grew up wild and free
Walking these fields in my bare feet
There wasn't no place I couldn't go
With a twenty-two rifle and a fishing pole.

Well, I live in the city but don't fit in
You know it's a pity the shape I'm in
But I got no home and I got no choice
Oh Lord, have mercy on a country boy.
******************
When I was young I remember well
I'd hunt the wild turkey and the bob-white quail
The river was clear and deep back then
And fishing lines tied to the willow limb.

But I live in the city but don't fit in
You know it's a pity the shape I'm in
But I got no home and I got no choice
Oh Lord, have mercy on a country boy.
******************
Well, they dammed the river, they dammed the stream
They cut down the cypress and the sweet gum trees
There's a laundromat and a barber shop
And now the whole meadow is a parking lot.

Well, I live in the city but don't fit in
You know it's a pity the shape I'm in
But I got no home and I got no choice
Oh Lord, have mercy on a country boy.....



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Well I grew up wild and free walking these fields in my bare feet
There wasn't no place I couldn't go with a twenty-two rifle and a fishing pole

Well I live in the city but don't fit in you know it's a pity the shape I'm in
But I got no home and I got no choice oh Lord have mercy on a country boy

When I was young I remember well I'd hunt the wild turkey and the bob-white quail
The river was clear and deep back then and fishin' lines tied to the willow limb

Well I live in the city but don't fit in you know it's a pity the shape I'm in
But I got no home and I got no choice oh Lord have mercy on a country boy

Well they dammed the river they dammed the stream
They cut down the cypress and the sweet gum trees
There's a laundra mat and a barber shop and now the whole meadow is a parking lot

Well I live in the city but don't fit in you know it's a pity the shape I'm in
But I got no home and I got no choice oh Lord have mercy on a country boy

RIP Friend



ThomasJefferson PimpinGame

Lead and Broadheads I am so sorry :(

My father grew up here where I am and his grew in Oklahoma

So my grandpa raised my dad the way he was raised in Oklahoma

They ran hounds here in the California foothills and mountains

On ranches. Best and lion. Looked down on or not it is what it is

My father stopped running hounds but never stopped hunting and raised me hunting on public land. When I was about 13 he got a gf whose daddy had a ranch. Long story short they aren't together anymore but we still get to go on that ranch. It's not like when my dad and gpa had all these ranches around cuz the ranchers liked dog runners, but it's still a lot of land to ourselves. I truly feel where you are coming from and I often wonder if I'll be able to make ranches a thing for my sons when I have them some day. I am 23 now and will never forget what my father has taught me. Some one will surly understand and give you permission on their land i can't imagine any one who understands hunting that would say no. Again I'm sorry that you lost that land



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Brian Mueller

I wish we could go back in some ways to the way things used to be when I was a kid you could walk down the street with a 22 rifle and a fishing pole and it didn't freak people out when I was a kid kids had respect for their parents and call me old but I still have that same philosophy even in a paranoid world

volfan John

Lord have mercy on 11 people that disliked this song.

Pastor Fred

@Dwzilla McCornwell Now 65..

Dwzilla McCornwell

64 now, we're doomed

David Lalrinmawia

57 people.. lord have mercy..

Sweet Williams

How could any one dislike this song

brian gillman

September 8th 2017 is the day Don Williams died such a tragedy!!! Great man...great music...I will never forget you rest in peace

Justin sandy

Great singer best music

Pondy Hsu

Well, I grew up wild and free
Walking these fields in my bare feet
There wasn't no place I couldn't go
With a twenty-two rifle and a fishing pole.

Well, I live in the city but don't fit in
You know it's a pity the shape I'm in
But I got no home and I got no choice
Oh Lord, have mercy on a country boy.
******************
When I was young I remember well
I'd hunt the wild turkey and the bob-white quail
The river was clear and deep back then
And fishing lines tied to the willow limb.

But I live in the city but don't fit in
You know it's a pity the shape I'm in
But I got no home and I got no choice
Oh Lord, have mercy on a country boy.
******************
Well, they dammed the river, they dammed the stream
They cut down the cypress and the sweet gum trees
There's a laundromat and a barber shop
And now the whole meadow is a parking lot.

Well, I live in the city but don't fit in
You know it's a pity the shape I'm in
But I got no home and I got no choice
Oh Lord, have mercy on a country boy.....

James Mueller

It's sad most kids with computers video games will never know about the country Wilderness survival church-going love that I dld growing up and still stand by today

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