Tom: C 
C
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Intro 2 by * (John Carroll)
The intro is actually as easy as the rest of the song.  This riff is actually
played as the intro as well as other times during the song.
  G                                                    C
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              D
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Taken from the ChordPro by * (Alberto Riva)
    G                                                             C     
I don't like to go down to the flats, 'cause I can't park on the hill
                        D                                G
Instead of getting a rolling start, I have to pay the bill.
    G                                            C
I guess I need that city life, it sure has lots of style
                     D                                    G 
But pretty soon it wears me out, and I have to think to smile.
     G                                                   C
I'm thankful for my country home, it gives me peace of mind
                D                               G
Somewhere I can walk alone, and leave myself behind.
solo
        G                                                               C
It's only someone elses's potatoes if, you're picking someone else's patch
                          D                        G
And if you go down there anyway, it very seldom lasts.
    G                                                   C
I found that out once long ago, and it sure got me confused
                          D                                G
I still don't know which way to go, to lose those old spud blues.
chorus
solo
chorus (x 2)