Country Life - текст песни
Country Life
I like to rise when the sun she rises
Early in the morning
I like to hear them small birds singing
Merrily upon their lay-land
And hurrah for the life of a country kid
And to ramble in the new mown hay
In the Spring we sow, in the harvest mow
And that’s how the seasons around they go
But of all the times if choose I may
It’s to ramble in the new mown hay
I like to rise when the sun she rises…
In the Winter when the sky is gray
We edge and ditch our lives away
In the Summer when the sun shines gay
We go ramble in the new mown hay
I like to rise when the sun she rises…
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