Paris

I tried the Paris city life
Lights and glamour, day and night
But I'm a hillbilly heart and soul
Fields and freedom make me whole

I walked the streets, I played the game
City hustle ain't the same
I missed the dirt roads, missed the sky
Where simple dreams still learn to fly

I love to visit now and then
That shining place of dreams and friends
But every time I stay too long
I feel the pull of where I'm from

Paris is nice, but not my home
I'm made for mountains, fields I roam
So I'll come back, but just for show
A little taste, then I must go
'Cause where I live and where I'm strong
Is countryside, where I belong

Café corners, every crowd
City living's way too loud
I miss the stars, I miss the corn
The sound of rain on barns at dawn

I tried to change, I really did
Fancy places never fit
I need the sunset on my land
Barefoot walking, dirt and sand

I love to visit now and then
That shining place of dreams and friends
But every time I stay too long
I feel the pull of where I'm from

Paris is nice, but not my home
I'm made for mountains, fields I roam
So I'll come back, but just for show
A little taste, then I must go
'Cause where I live and where I'm strong
Is countryside, where I belong

I love you Paris, that's the truth
But home is where I plant my roots

Paris is nice, but not my home
I'm made for mountains, fields I roam
So I'll come back, but just for show
A little taste, then I must go
'Cause where I live and where I'm strong
Is countryside, where I belong

Paris is nice, but not my home
I'm made for mountains, fields I roam
So I'll come back, but just for show
A little taste, then I must go

Paris is nice
But not my home
No, Paris ain't my home
Paris is nice
Where I belong

Paris is nice
Paris is nice
Paris is nice
Is countryside, where I belong