It Ain't Home, But It Ain't Bad

(albüm: Smell The Flowers - 1972)

Well fast talk and sidewalks
They bring me down and they leave me sad
They leave me sad
Down home's a calling
New York City don't be mad
Don't be mad

You know your country cooking and Saturday night juking
Ain't the worst I ever had
Sand is in my shoes I love to sing the blues
It ain't home but it ain't bad
No it ain't bad it ain't bad

(It ain't home) It ain't home...

Well I know for certain that down home loving sure is fine
Sure is fine
Well if you've got the notion the down home women they got the time
They got time

You know your country cooking and Saturday night juking...

(It ain't home) No it ain't home...

Sing it children

(It ain't home) It ain't home...
(It ain't home) It ain't home...
Do it children do it children