I can smell the grass growing
in the field
wind in my hair tells me how
it feels
farm house, silver roof flashing
by
tractor-trailer truck says
goodbye with a sigh
and I'm going to the country
o, la la la la la
I'm going to the country
sunshine smile on me
birds singing, I'm singing
in my bones
doesn't much matter now where
I'm going
get it when I get there is
what I'll do
if I get enough I'll give
some to you
and I'm going to the country
o, happy as can be
I'm going to the country
sunshine smile on me
Marco Giunco |
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