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Born in the country and I Flike that Ccountry Dmsmile
Of the Glittle girls and boys, they reFmind me of a Cchild
That I knew and a Fbig Charvest Dmmoon
That Gshone by suppertime in the Fdusty afterCnoon
And I need to Fbe there
When the autumn wind goes Csinging
Through the trestle we would Gclimb
Like Cbrave mountaiFneers
We never were much Cbothered bGy time
CBorn in the country and I Flike that Ccountry Dmsong
We Gplayed for just a nickel every Ftime we got to Ctown
And I bought you a Fdime Cdiamond Dmring
In the Ghayloft we would play, we were Fprincesses and Ckings
And I need to Fbe there
When the world gets too Cheavy
And the shadows cross my Gmind
Like Cbrave mountaiFneers
We never were much Cbothered bGy time
CBorn in the country and I Flike that Ccountry Dmway
Of the Guncles, aunts and cousins and the Fcard games they would Cplay
While the young ones Fslept CoverDmhead
BeGneath the quilts that mother made, when Fall the prayers were Csaid
And I need to Fbe there
When the autumn wind goes Csinging
Through the trestle we would Gclimb
Like Cbrave mountaiFneers
We never were much Cbothered bGy time
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And I need to Fbe there
When the world gets too Cheavy
And the shadows cross my Gmind
Like Cbrave mountaiFneers
We never were much Cbothered bGy time
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