Country Inside

28 Mar 2005

It’s raining in New York City and the trees are digging in
Their roots against the concrete; something’s got to give
Standing in the doorway the sky opens wide
Outside is the city but I got country inside

Writing country songs is easy; you don't need a cheating heart
A gal who's gone and left you, a dog that's up and died
A truck that won't turn over, a horse running wild
Writing country songs is easy when you've got country inside

There’s a dog outside the deli staring at the door
And I wonder who that someone is that he is waiting for
While I tended to my conscience this city stole my eyes
But everybody knows me in my country inside

CHORUS

The pigeons have abandoned the Armory roof
I wish I could go somewhere; the place that they’ve gone to
I’m wishing for horizons, endless lines of sight
I’m wishing I had more than the country inside

CHORUS
G/D/Em/C/G
G/D/Em/A7/D
C/G/C/G
C/G/C/D/G

C/G/C/G
G/D/Em/A7/D
C/G/C/G
G/D/Em/C/D/G