Going To the Country

City life can get you down Sometimes you want to get out of town Time for a change time to rearrange Time to get over feeling so strange Waking up on one morning Now is the time to heed the warning Taking the train on into the hills Now’s the time to cure my ills Going to the country That’s the place I want to be Going to the country That’s the place to set me free Give me a field give me valley Put me next to the sea so that I can have an ally Smell the grass after the rain Maybe then I can ease my pain There’s too many bars and too many lights And all the noises that come in the night It’s not safe in the street and not safe in your room In the shadows of the buildings not a flower will bloom Going back to the country That’s the place I need to be Going back to the country That’s the place to set me free