Darling Ive been thinking this one through
Weve been fighting like cat and dog now heres what weve go to do
This life in the city is killing the love that we one knew
We could be happy in the country
We would spend so many lovely days
Wed have chickens and cows and corn and whatever it is farmers raise
At breakfast each morning wed fry up our own hand-picked eggs
We could be happy in the country
So lets pack our bags up together
And well be in the clear forever
Well just sit right back and watch while our crops grow
While we listen to gals like Kitty Wells on country radio
Weekends wes two-step at some cowboy bar just down the road
We could be happy in the country
I know that the local folks will make us feel right at home
Well have homemade whiskey and ramble down country roads
And I would learn to ride on the rodeo
Id have shiny boots and a cowboy hat so that nobodyd ever know
That wed once been city folks that owned sporty cars and fancy homes
If we could just be in the country
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