Lyrics

Well I live down in a valley Was prettiest around Living in an alley in the middle of downtown And I didn't have to move To this big city You know I stayed right in my country home They built it all around me I used to love these hills they flattened For that highway 4-lanes wide They're making a Manhattan Out of my countryside Ain't no use in crying much You don't know what I'd do To go back to them woods They turned Hardee's #2 Well if I had a dollar for every tree cut down You know I'd buy out all these businessmen Cut down this whole town I used to love these hills they flattened For that highway 4-lanes wide They're making a Manhattan Out of my countryside Them motels on the horizon Really caught me by surprise Who has been advising all these Enterprising guys I ain't got to promise But it hurts me some to say I was here 'fore they was They're driving me away I used to love these hills they flattened For that highway 4-lanes wide They're making a Manhattan Out of my countryside