Sounds LIke Country
'Creak creak' says
The old rocking chair
On a tiny old wooden porch
'Aawk aawk' says
The old crow as it
Flies steadily to the north
'Cock-a-doodle-do' says
The red rooster as he clucks
The new day in at half past four
Arise! Coffee's brewing
eggs and bacon on the stove
Hurry! Grab your baskets
Time for pickin' in the grove
Bring your pail out to the barn
Milk the cow and churn butter
Gather a stack of hay in your arms
Feed the baby hereford and his twin brother
Oh what a life in the country
So much work but so much play
When harvest comes there's always such bounty
It's the good Lord we thank each and every day
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