In the country, I can feel the breeze.
I watch it blowing in the trees.
I sit on the grass.
All this grass of green. Yes, it can all be seen.
In love with the country you'll fall.
It's the place, the space, to really get away from it all.
The country air, I don't have a care.
I just let time pass.
There is nothing to do.
I look up at that blue sky. A happy tear falls from my eye.
I am miles and miles from the rest of the world. My story is being told.
I am all smiles.
I don't have a thing to do.
Just being here under the skies blue.
There is no telephone. I'm all alone.
There's no telephone line, that's just fine.
It's where I love to stay. It's where I love to play.
Just sit among green grass, the trees and
The sky of blue.