The Country Life

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's 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