Honky Cat — Visual Piano Sheet Music

When I look back, boy, I must have been green, bop pin’ in the coun try, fish in’ in a stream, look in’ for an an swer, try in’ to find a sign. Un til I saw your cit y lights, hon ey, I was blind. They said, “Get back, hon ky cat. Bet ter get back to the woods.” Well, I quit those days and my red neck ways and a, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, oh, the change is gon na do me good. “You bet ter get back, hon ky cat. Liv in’ in the cit y ain’t where it’s at. It’s like tryin’ to find gold in a sil ver mine. It’s like tryin’ to drink whis key, oh, from a bot tle of wine.” Well, I read some books and I read some mag a zines a bout those high class la dies down in New Or leans, and all the folks back home, well, they said I was a fool. They said, “Oh, be liev in’ the Lord is the gold en rule.” They said, “Get back, hon ky cat. Bet ter get back to the woods.” But I quit those days and my red neck ways and, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oh, the change is gon na do me good. They said, “Get back, hon ky cat. Bet ter get back to the woods.” But I quit those days and my red neck ways and, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, oh, the change is gon na do me good. They said, They said, “Stay at home, boy, you got ta tend the farm. Liv in’ in the cit y, boy, is is gon na break your heart.” But how can you stay when your heart says no? Ah, ah, how can you stop when your feet say go? “You bet ter Get back, hon ky cat, get back, hon ky cat, get back, (G)ooh. Get back, hon ky cat, get back, hon ky cat, get back, (G)ooh.