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an urban cry to rejoin the furrows
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Move Back to the Country
Here’s a little song about going up the lake
Getting sand in your pockets and the little kids say
Let’s move back to the country
Move back to the country
Sand in your pockets and fishing at the lake
Don’t worry about the money
That your never gonna make
Just move back to the country
Baby wants to move back to the country
Momma gonna move back to the county
Daddy better move back to the county
Running down the road when the horses get away
Don’t worry about the money
That you’re never gonna make
Just move back to the county
Tell me a tale in the back of a truck,
Willow branch hits your face and your hat falls off
Let’s move back to the country
Move back to the county
Flat out of gas but chock full of luck
It’s a nice long walk in the sweet summer hush
Let’s move back to the country
Baby wants to move back to the country
Momma gonna move back to the county
Daddy better move back to the county
Running down the road when the horses get away
Don’t worry about the money
That you’re never gonna make
Just move back to the county
Baby wants to move back to the country
Momma gonna move back to the county
Daddy better move back to the county
Sand in your pockets and fishing at the lake
Don’t worry about the money
That you’re never gonna make
Just move back to the county
Move back to the country
Move back to the country
Move back to the country
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