When the world in which you're living
Gets a bit too much to bear
And you need someone to lean on
When you look there's no one there
You're gonna find me out in the country, yeah
You're gonna find me way out in the country
Where the air is good, and the day is fine
And a pretty girl has her hand in mine
And the silver stream is the poor man's wine
In the country, in the country
If you're walkin' in the city
And you're feelin' rather small
And the people on the sidewalk
Seem to form a solid...
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