I wish I’d never been to the big city then,
‘cause I would never know the way things could be.
Look at what they all go through, acting like the others do.
I have no ambition to be anything but me.
I am so happy when I’m on a mountain.
No pavement and no demands, they scare the hell out of me.
But I’ll find security far from reality
I cannot help but be just what I am.
I’m a folk star singing it now,
I’m a painting in the middle of a crowd,
I’m a rich man spending it now,
I’m the white insides of a cloud.
I’m a cowboy riding to my place in the sun
After all the good deeds I have done.
I wish I’d never been to the big city then,
‘cause I would never know the way things could be.
Look at what they all go through, acting like the others do.
I have no ambition to be anything but me.
I’m a folk star singing it now,
I’m a painting in the middle of a crowd,
I’m a rich man spending it now,
I’m the white insides of a cloud.
I’m a cowboy riding to my place in the sun
After all the good deeds I have done.
I’m a fancy feathered eagle.
I’m a snowy headed mountain.
I wish I’d never been to the big city then