somewhere in the middle of Montana

I'm tired of this dirty old city


Entirely too much work and never enough play


And I'm tired of these dirty old sidewalks


Think I'll walk off my steady job today




Turn me loose, set me free
Somewhere in the middle of Montana
Gimme all I've got -- comin' to me
And keep your retirement
And your so called social security
Big City, turn me loose and set me free




Been working every day since I was twenty
Haven't got a lot to show for anything I've done
I know folks who never work and they've got plenty
Think it's time some folks like you and me had some fun




So turn me loose, set me free
Somewhere in the middle of Montana
And give me all I've got - comin' to me
And keep your retirement
And your so called -- social security
Big city turn me loose and set me free


I said, big city turn me loose and set me free









{"Big City" - written by Merle Haggard and Dean Holloway - Epic (label) - January 11, 1982}


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