Тональность: D major•
Verse 1
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To a boy who grew up walking in the
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woods and the fields of South Carolina
A
This big ole city feels hard
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And to a kid who ain't never heard a noise
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a whole lot louder than a freight train
A
I get scared sometimes just standing
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here along the street
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Concrete concrete everywhere
I turn there's concrete
A
Found in the pavement day after
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Where the sun shines and the tall pines
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and the earth and the heavens meet
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I'd rather starve on a poor dirt farm than to stay
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here surrounded by the concrete
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G
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Cause it's turnin' me into concrete
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My kids ain't never gone wadin' in a creek
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or cuttin' down cane for fishing
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They've never seen a blackberry
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Sometimes I get to missin'
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it so I almost take to crying
A
I'm cursed with the body of a man
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and the heart of a child
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Concrete concrete
Outro 1
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