When I look back, boy, I mustve been green
Bopping in the country, fishing in the stream
Looking for an answer, trying to find a sign
Until I saw your city lights
Honey, I was blind
They said, get back, honky cat
Better get back to the woods
Well, I quit those days and my redneck ways, and I
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, the change is gonna do me good
You better get back, honky cat
Living in the city aint where its at
Its like trying to find gold in a, a silver mine
Its like trying to drink whiskey
Oh, from a bottle of wine
Well, I read some books
And I read some magazines
About those a-high-class a-ladies down in a-New Orleans
And all the a-folks back home, well, they said I was a fool
Oh, believe in the Lord is the golden rule
They said, get back, honky cat
Better get back to the woods
Well, I quit those days and my redneck ways, and I
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh
Oh, the change is gonna do me good