Darling I've been thinking this one through
We've been fighting like cat and dog now here's what we've go to do
This life in the city is killing the love that we one knew
We could be happy in the country
We would spend so many lovely days
We'd have chickens and cows and corn and whatever it is farmers raise
At breakfast each morning we'd fry up our own hand-picked eggs
We could be happy in the country
So let's pack our bags up together
And we'll be in the clear forever
We'll just sit right back and watch while our crops grow
While we listen to gals like Kitty Wells on country radio
Weekends we'd two-step at some cowboy bar just down the road
We could be happy in the country
I know that the local folks will make us feel right at home
We'll have homemade whiskey and ramble down country roads
And I would learn to ride on the rodeo
I'd have shiny boots and a cowboy hat so that nobody'd ever know
That we'd once been city folks that owned sporty cars and fancy homes
If we could just be in the countryað nematomas jûros vëjas
að mënulio ryðki ðviesa
að ervë ir bekraðtis laikas
að tik taðkas tuðtumoje
að aukèiausiai pakilæs paukðtis
að þemiausia þmogaus aistra
að jau miræs nors dar negimæs
að esu ir manæs nëra
að èia esu ir mûsø èia daug
ir jûs kaip að
ar bus kitaip jei dingsiu ið èia
ar bus kitaip
tu mane sutinki kas dienÃÂÂ
tu manæs niekada nematai
tu nenori pakeisti nieko
tu svajoji gyvent kitaip
tu klausai kàvisi tau sako
tu nebetiki jais visais
tu visai nebemyli nieko
tu taip lauki gal kas ateis
mes kartu ir visi po vienÃÂÂ
mes taip vieniði minioje
ir aplinkui visi mums prieðai
mes ir patys jiems prieðai èia
mes nematom negirdim nieko
mes tik trokðtame likt gyvi
mes dar galim kaþkàiðtarti
bet tie þodþiai mums bus tuðti
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