There by the water side

I kissed the neighbor girl and made her cry

So I grabbed a rope there hanging from a tree

And swung myself right in



Damp in the summer night

I hid behind the tracks of our old train

I held on every breath until it came

And screamed into the sky



Life in the Country

Sweet memory

The simple kid far from the city

Is still the best of me



Way on down the dusty road

Spinning Red and white is a barber sign

Where old man Junis he would spit and shine

For a nickel to his name



Life in the Country

Sweet memory

The simple kid far from the city

Is still the best of me



Bright cast the wooden wall

Around the church where Sunday bells would ring

The second pew is where I learned to sing

Jesus loves me still



Life in the Country

Sweet memory

The simple kid far from the city

Is still the best of me