Never lived in LA   never shot anyone   never lived in New York City   and still managed to have some fun   I work my fields then I hit my knees   and pray for the tears of heaven to help me please   you never heard of me but it’s not my fault   blame it on the death of Charles Kuralt      My truck’s got 100,000 on it   and it still runs fine   my kid’s stay dry and warm   and all of ‘em are mine   met my wife in high school and I chased her down   she’s still the prettiest girl in this here town   ain’t got nothing to hide but it’s not my fault   blame it on the death of Charles Kuralt      Fireworks paint a picture   but some will never see   what those city lights   ain’t doing for me   blame it on the death of Charles Kuralt      So I’ll take my trip   to the general store   Old Joe doesn’t even ask   what I need anymore   says he can tell by my walk and the mood I’m in   still got my daddy’s credit from way back when   you never heard of me but it’s not my fault   blame it on the death of Charles Kuralt