Country Kind Of Feeling

C F C Here I am in Boston in a ratty motel room G7 Carpet’s wearing thin just like my shoes C F C I haven’t heard a fiddle playing on the radio G7 C It’s enough to give a country boy the blues F C I can’t find a woman who’ll give me the time of day G7 So I spend all my Boston nights alone C F C They all call me cowboy and they laugh at the way I talk G7 C And ask me where’s the horse I rode in on Then I get those longing for the country kind of feelings G7 I wanna hear my papa picking out a bluegrass song C And I can almost see my momma in the kitchen G7 F C Cooking up a batch of chicken and wishing I was h-ome F C I can see my darling with her blond hair flowing down G7 And I thank the Lord for her sweet memories C F C I know it won’t be long now till I’m hitching a ride back home G7 C Cause Massachusetts ain’t no place for me Then I get those longing for the country kind of feelings G7 I wanna hear my papa picking out a bluegrass song C And I can almost see my momma in the kitchen G7 F C Cooking up a batch of chicken and wishing I was h-ome