Country Soul - Derek Ryan

My Country soul, soul, soul

My country soul

By the light of a cash machine

I slip into a hollow dream

The sirens are like animals

Around this foreign town

It seems I’m never far

From the bedsit or the bar

I spent a lifetime waiting

For things to turn around

But tonight,

I’ll let this city go

Close my eyes,

I reach back inside until I find

My Country soul, soul, soul

I’m buskin' on the underground

Strums an old familiar sound

Singing of the fields

That I left behind

No body saw it coming

The money started running

It was either fly away

Or take my place in line

But tonight

I’ll let this city go

Close my eyes

I reach back inside until I find

Yeah!

My Country soul, soul, soul

My Country soul, soul, soul

My Country soul, soul, soul

My Country soul, soul, soul

My country soul