Run for the Country

Have you decided (decided)

Where you belong

Among the swirling whirling masses

And the hurling throngs

You're still invited

To leave 'em all behind

So take one long last look girl

We're running out of time



Run for the country

You could take my hand

And let the wind be your comb

Together we could roam the land



Run for the country

That's where you learn

That I'll be waiting here

If you ever should return



You're taking your back train

And I'm just taking my time

Are you really happy baby?

But did you know I'm a lie?



You wanted excitement

You wanted cheap thrills

Can you see the rain turn to snow

Or the sunset on the hills?



Run for the country

You could take my hand (hand) (hand)

And let the wind be your comb

Together we might roam this land



Run for the country

That's where you learn

That I've been waiting here

For the day you will return



A hundred miles from home

I told you one hundred times

Not to roam



I don't need no pity

And I don't need no daily grind

Just one more you're in the city baby

It's bound to change your mind



Run for the country

You could take my hand

Oh let the wind be your comb

Together we could roam the land



Run for the country

That's where you learn

That I am waiting here

For the day you will return

I'm still waiting here

For the day that you return



Run for the country...