Pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa
  Pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa
  
  When the world in which you?re living
  Gets a bit too much to bear
  And you need someone to lean on
  When you look, there?s no one there
  
  You?re gonna find me out in the country
  You?re gonna find me out in the country
  
  Where the air is good and the day is fine
  And the pretty girl has her hand in mine
  And the silver stream is a poor man?s wine
  In the country, in the country
  
  If you?re walking in the city
  And you?re feeling rather small
  And the people on the sidewalk
  Seem to form a solid wall
  
  You?re gonna find me, way out in the country
  You?re gonna find me, way out in the country
  
  Where the air is good and the day is fine
  And the pretty girl has her hand in mine
  And the silver stream is a poor man?s wine
  In the country, in the country
  
  Hurry, hurry, hurry
  For the time is slipping by
  You don?t need a ticket
  It belongs to you and I
  
  Come on and joing me, way out in the country
  Where the air is good and the day is fine
  And the pretty girl has her hand in mine
  And the silver stream is a poor man?s wine
  In the country, in the country
  
  Pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa
  Pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa
  Pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa pa