Jack Mancor: Music

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Well, I’m moving out to the country
Gunna move in land from the sea
Gunna move on up to the mountains
Where there aint no one there to bother me boys
Where there aint no one there to bother me

I’m gunna move on up to an ol’ old shack
Gunna light the fire and bake me some bread
Take me a bottle of the cheapest red
Drink the night away boys gunna drink the night away

Well, I’m moving out to the country
Gunna move in land from the sea
Gunna move on up to the mountains
Where there aint no one there to bother me boys
Where there aint no one there to bother me


I’m gunna take my guitar and take my mandolin
Give up all this talking and I’m just gunna sing
‘Cause no one in this town seems to be living for a thing
Gunna sing the night away boys, I’m gunna sing the night away

Well, I’m moving out to the country
Gunna move in land from the sea
Gunna move on up to the mountains
Where there aint no one there to bother me boys
Where there aint no one there to bother me

You can tell them politicians the can keep their lies
I’m gunna spread my wings and take to the sky
Gunna jump off and see if I can fly
And aint no one ever gunna bother me boys, aint no one ever gunna bother me

Well, I’m moving out to the country
Gunna move in land from the sea
Gunna move on out to them red dirt plains
Where there aint no one there to bother me boys
Where there aint no one there to bother me