Well I was raised bynPapa Miserynand Mama GuitarnI never had nonPlace to call homenExcept for the woods behind the pondnnIn the backwoodsnIn the backwoodsnThat's where I belongnnSister Merrynand brother Gently lost their homes in the big black mudn(They lost it all, yeah)nnThey moved to GeorgianBut I didn't follownI stayed back home to tend the farmnI got me a dog, he's got no eyesnI cut 'em out 'cause I though he was watchin' menSo I got me a girl, she got no legsnI cut 'em off so she wouldn't go cheatin'n(yeah, no more cheatin' now)nnIn the backwoodsn(I know I done some things wrong)nIn the backwoodsn(But it got just so dog-gone lonesome)nThat's where I belongnnIn the backwoodsnIn the backwoodsnThat's where I belongnnIn the backwoodsnIn the backwoodsnThat's where I belongnnIn the backwoodsn