When the eggs are all gathered and the bolt is on the door
And everything is tight for the night once more
Got a fire on, glowing dogs asleep upon the floor
I find that it's good to be living
And I'm glad I was born to the country high and plain
To waking up each morning with pride to my name
And if anyone should ask if a dollar is my game
I tell them my life is free in the country high and plain
When the wind is a-blowing and the wheel is spinning round
The old mill's a-pumping, sucker rods go up and down
I get lost in the magic of the movement and the sound
I find then to peace I am given
And I'm glad I was born to the country high and plain
To waking up each morning with pride to my name
And if anyone should ask if a dollar is my game
I tell them my life is free in the country high and plain
When the stars are fading and the dawn is thin and long
Neighbor's dog takes to barking, meadowlark gets it on
Cattle grazing on a hillside, catfish lazy in the pond
I find I've no fear of my dying
And I'm glad I was born to the country high and plain
To waking up each morning with pride to my name
And if anyone should ask if a dollar is my game
I tell them my life is free in the country high and plain