Im proud of country living,
it's where I want to be.
The beauty of the clear blue sky,
the land that sets me free.
The sweetness of that country air,
brings magic to my soul.
The children having fun just playing,
at the old swimming hole.
Momma has that apple pie,
sitting on the sill,
while papa is keeping busy,
firing up that still.
I,m proud of country living,
the place I love to dwell.
A penny makes a wish come true ,
at the old wishing well.
Lovers sitting on a bench,
in the clear moonlight,
holding hands and kissing,
before they say goodnight.
And on a tree beside a house,
someone carved a heart,
to remind them of the love they had,
but some how grew apart.
So give me country living,
and down home country songs,
the land that God created,
that stands so proud and strong.

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