House in the Country

Lyrics

And she dreams of a house out in the country Walking around barefoot with the chickens and goats So I went out on the road and I saved up some money Now we're leaving this city, babe, it's time to go home And the windows are open always in the morning Coffee and dishes and clothes on the line And in the gathering dark on the hills in the evening Put your head on my chest Watch the storm clouds roll by It don't have to be some far away dream I can feel it getting closer when you're singing with me For the first time I don't got the words, I just know We'll pack up our things when it's time to go home And I carved both our names in the tree by the water With the swing underneath 'cause the branches are strong And we make every meal straight from the garden And thank God for all that we have in our home It don't have to be some far away dream I can feel it getting closer when you're singing with me For the first time I don't got the words, I just know We'll pack up our things when it's time to go home And she dreams of a house out in the country Walking around barefoot with the chickens and goats So I went out on the road and I saved up some money Now we're leaving this city Babe, it's time to go home