Clear creeks and cool mountain mornings. Honest work out in the fields. Cornbread in my momma's kitchen. Daddy saying grace before the meal Family ties run deep in this land. And I'm never very
country, live in the country I want the ducks and a lake and a family portrait. A pipe and a dog at my feet. I want a stall at the fete selling strawberry shortcake. And walls that are very discrete And
. Peace and quiet running free. I wanna go home to my family I'm sick of the clock, sick of the phone. Out in the country, my time's my own. Take me back, take me back, take me back to the country. Take
There was a case of old nasal spray. I bought at a thrift store. I aint left my place in twenty days. And I cant get off the floor Unlike MoeBandy mountaineers. Bar stool mountain expiditioneers
