Song | Town and Country |
Artist | America |
Album | Human Nature |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Written:Dewey Bunnell/Gerry Beckley | |
Touched by a butterfly on my way home | |
Flying who knows where | |
Walking down that dusty road | |
Without a care | |
The sun was shining up in the country | |
And bells were ringing downtown | |
Clouds were moving slow and lazy | |
While I was kicking around | |
And feeling out the town and the country | |
Feeling out the town and the country | |
Up on the hill I got a better look | |
I watched the river run brown (watched the river run brown) | |
And then I heard those songbirds singing | |
The country sound | |
When I got home I sat in my kitchen | |
And turned the television on (turned the TV on) | |
The news wasn't good so I didn't listen | |
I started clicking around | |
Thinking of the town and the country | |
I was thinking of the town and the country | |
Thinking of the town and the country | |
In the morning everything will be the same | |
Open up your world (watch the children play) | |
In the sun or rain | |
Thinking of the town and the country | |
A thinking of the town and the country | |
I was thinking of the town and the country (fade) |
Written: Dewey Bunnell Gerry Beckley | |
Touched by a butterfly on my way home | |
Flying who knows where | |
Walking down that dusty road | |
Without a care | |
The sun was shining up in the country | |
And bells were ringing downtown | |
Clouds were moving slow and lazy | |
While I was kicking around | |
And feeling out the town and the country | |
Feeling out the town and the country | |
Up on the hill I got a better look | |
I watched the river run brown watched the river run brown | |
And then I heard those songbirds singing | |
The country sound | |
When I got home I sat in my kitchen | |
And turned the television on turned the TV on | |
The news wasn' t good so I didn' t listen | |
I started clicking around | |
Thinking of the town and the country | |
I was thinking of the town and the country | |
Thinking of the town and the country | |
In the morning everything will be the same | |
Open up your world watch the children play | |
In the sun or rain | |
Thinking of the town and the country | |
A thinking of the town and the country | |
I was thinking of the town and the country fade |
Written: Dewey Bunnell Gerry Beckley | |
Touched by a butterfly on my way home | |
Flying who knows where | |
Walking down that dusty road | |
Without a care | |
The sun was shining up in the country | |
And bells were ringing downtown | |
Clouds were moving slow and lazy | |
While I was kicking around | |
And feeling out the town and the country | |
Feeling out the town and the country | |
Up on the hill I got a better look | |
I watched the river run brown watched the river run brown | |
And then I heard those songbirds singing | |
The country sound | |
When I got home I sat in my kitchen | |
And turned the television on turned the TV on | |
The news wasn' t good so I didn' t listen | |
I started clicking around | |
Thinking of the town and the country | |
I was thinking of the town and the country | |
Thinking of the town and the country | |
In the morning everything will be the same | |
Open up your world watch the children play | |
In the sun or rain | |
Thinking of the town and the country | |
A thinking of the town and the country | |
I was thinking of the town and the country fade |