Darling I've been thinking this one through We've been fighting like cat and dog now here's what we've 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 We'd have chickens and cows and corn and whatever it is farmers raise At breakfast each morning we'd fry up our own hand-picked eggs We could be happy in the country
So let's pack our bags up together And we'll be in the clear forever
We'll just sit right back and watch while our crops grow While we listen to gals like kitty wells on country radio Weekends we'd 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 We'll have homemade whiskey and ramble down country roads
And I would learn to ride on the rodeo I'd have shiny boots and a cowboy hat so that nobody'd ever know That we'd once been city folks that owned sporty cars and fancy homes If we could just be in the country
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