[Verse] Terry wore a tie every weekday morn, High-rise office, where deals were born. City lights were bright, but his soul was torn, Dreamin' of the hills where he once was sworn. [Chorus] From suit to boots, he's found his way, Trading in his briefcase for a guitar to play. Mountain man, he's here to stay, Singing 'bout the life he loves each day. [Verse 2] Left the spreadsheets and the deadlines tight, Bought a cabin where the stars shine bright. Log fires burnin', cold beer's in sight, Livin' off the land, it just feels right. [Chorus] From suit to boots, he's found his way, Trading in his briefcase for a guitar to play. Mountain man, he's here to stay, Singing 'bout the life he loves each day. [Bridge] Cell phones silent, just the birds' sweet tune, Fishing by the creek 'neath the August moon. Simple life, but he's over the moon, Every strum’s a blessing, every day’s a boon. [Verse 3] Terry's got a dog, and a rickety truck, Plays gigs at the bar for a few quick bucks. No more boardroom's pressure or the city's muck, He's rich in heart, and he’s full of luck.
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