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
