Bufalo feat. Brother Dege - Country Come To Paris

Ain't it a pity when your rooster crows
At the top of the day
Lays a whip down to your bones
Get up and get it, baby all day long
Maybe nobody cares
Maybe nobody wants us
Either way...

When country come to town
Or town to country come

Either way...

Get up and get it, baby all day long
Maybe nobody cares
Maybe nobody wants, nobody
Ain’t got no money
Ain’t no rich man’s son
Man, I work like a slave
From the darkness to the dawn
Nowhere to run

City to city for the best in show
I got some cattle to call
You got those buck-kneed sows
Lazy don’t get it, in this old ghost town
Why don’t you get out the way
So I can lay it all down

Either way, now here I come
From the smallest town on thе lowest rung
All the same, got no bad blood

Whеn country come to town, yeah
Or town to country come
Because there ain't nowhere to run
Nowhere to run
Nowhere to run

Either way...

Get up and get it, baby all day long
Maybe nobody cares
Maybe nobody wants , nobody
Ain’t got no money
Ain’t no rich man’s son
Man, I work like a slave
From the darkness to the dawn
Either way, here I come

From the smallest town on the lowest rung
All the same, got no bad blood
When country come to town, yeah
Or town to country come

Because there ain't nowhere to run
Nowhere to run
Nowhere to run
Because there ain't nowhere to run
Nowhere to run