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CHORUS:
Take yourself a walk in the country air,
Living
on the dreams just a few can share,
That's life growing up on a country farm.
The
breeze gently blows as it ripples your hair,
And you find yourself a place
that only you know's there
You're caught up in the spell of country charm.
1.
You
grow up in the quiet of the country life, always dreaming ahead to the city life,
You
never realized you had it made.
So you leave your home and you leave your friends,
but you'll find yourself alone in the end.
And think back to the country's
quiet ways.
Where you could
CHORUS:
Take yourself a walk in the country
air,
Living on the dreams just a few can share,
That's life growing up on
a country farm.
The breeze gently blows as it ripples your hair,
And you
find yourself a place that only you know's there
You're caught up in the spell
of country charm.
2.
Night lights shine through smokey window panes,
Another
night you're alone again,
But city sounds are hushed by blessed sleep.
But
dreams are haunted by thoughts of home, so you pack your bags and you move along,
Where
you can take your time and you can always keep
CHORUS:
Taken yourself
a walk in the country air,
Living on the dreams just a few can share,
That's
life growing up on a country farm.
The breeze gently blows as it ripples your
hair,
And you find yourself a place only you know's there
You're caught
up in the spell of country charm.
You're caught up in the spell of country
charm.
©2005 Lynda Dobbin-Turner |
