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