Born in the country and I like that country smile

Of the little girls and boys, they remind me of a child

That I knew and a big harvest moon

That shon' by suppertime in the dusty afternoon



And I need to be there

When the autumn wind goes whistlin' through the trestle we would climb

Like brave mountaineers

We never were much bothered by time



Born in the country and I like that country song

We played for just a nickel every time we got to town

And I bought you a dime diamond ring

In the hayloft we would play, we were princesses and kings



And I need to be there

When the world gets too heavy and the shadows cross my mind

Like brave mountaineers

We never were much bothered by time



Born in the country and I like that country way

Of the uncles and the cousins and the card games they would play

While the young ones slept overhead

Beneath the quilts that mother made, when all the prayers were said



And I need to be there

When the autumn wind goes whistlin' through the trestle we would climb

Like brave mountaineers

We never were much bothered by time



And I need to be there

When the world gets too heavy and the shadows cross my mind

Like brave mountaineers

We never were much bothered by time



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