I'm
just a little bit country,
I like those old dirt roads.
I like to hear the wind,
Blowing through the cornfield rows.
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It's nice to take a little break,
And sit quietly under a tree,
And feel the clean fresh air
Blowing through the leaves.
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It's so good to take a bucket,
And pump cold water from the well,
Or gather good fresh eggs,
And take to market to sell.
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I love the Spring and Summer showers,
When they dampen the dusty Earth.
I love the smell of fresh fallen rain,
How it feels and all its worth.
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Sometime I like to lie back,
And stare out at the sky,
In a field of dark green grass,
And watch the clouds fly by.
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It was a day like that I felt God's touch,
I prayed He'd save my soul,
God lifted me up from miry clay,
That day He made me whole.
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Country folk seem to enjoy nature,
Much more than most I know.
In Winter to look out over pastures,
All covered with ice and snow.
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A sight not often seen in Cities,
With acres of clean white snow,
And children riding sleds down hill,
As fast as they can go.
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There's fresh milk and butter
Like you have never tasted,
Unless you've milked a cow yourself.
And never a drop is wasted.
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I think I'll take that break,
That we just talked about,
And sit under that old oak tree,
That stands above the house.
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Faye Reyenga © 9 / 29 / 2008
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