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letra de clay county - dan bern

well, new york city, i’ve seen your heights
and i’ve put down in cleveland my share of nights
spent time in chicago, hog k!ller of the world
i’ve seen things in los angeles that’d make your hair curl

and it’s time, time, time for the wide-open fields
yes, it’s time, time, time to find something real
yes, it’s time, time to kick the concrete out of my songs
clay county, hey, hey, that’s where i belong

some place ahead of me sits a woman with dirt on her face
by a pond in a forest, there’s nothing to chase
in my rearview, the smokestacks get smaller and smaller
and i roll down my window, stick my head out and holler

that it’s time, time, time for the wide-open fields
yes, it’s time, time, time to find something real
yes, it’s time, time to kick the concrete out of my songs
clay county, hey, hey, that’s where i belong

and i raise my hands to the world
nothing will ever be bad again
what a lucky, what a lucky girl
who will one day have this man

there’s enough broken men who want your coins in their hat
i felt enough nights that i was one paycheck from that
spent enough nights in hotels and cafés and bars
spent enough nights looking up and not seeing no stars
and it’s time, time, time for the wide-open fields
yes, it’s time, time, time to find something real
yes, it’s time, time to kick the concrete out of my songs
clay county, hey, hey, that’s where i belong
clay county, hey, hey, that’s where i belong
clay county, hey, hey, that’s where i belong

- dan bern

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