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