city life has really got me down
i walk the streets with a long long frown
it's all the same when i look around
aint no happiness to be found
i guess i'll pick myself up and go
back to the mountains all covered in snow
(back to the snow covered mountains that i used to know)
i met a city girl, she was nice to me
sophisticated and so pretty
she introduced me to the big city
but things are not the way they used to be
i guess i'll pick myself up and go
back to the (quiet) mountains all covered in snow
(back to the snow covered mountains that i used to know)
i find the city pace a bit too much
seems to me that i don't have the touch
don't seem to handle all the rage and rush
i really can not understand the fuss
i guess i'll pick myself up and go
back to the (beautiful) mountains all covered in snow
(back to the snow covered mountains that i used to know)
I know it's me and not the city folk
but really sometimes i feel like a joke
just want to play guitar and drink and smoke
i think it's maybe i'm a country bloke
i miss the mountains and i miss the snow
so i'll just pack my things and get up and go
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