Country Green

Don Gibson · Other Songs - Don Gibson

Country green, do you know what I mean?

She's true and pure like country green



I feel her hand upon my shoulder

Waking me from a drawn out sleep

I'm the only man to ever hold her

What we share ain't nothin' cheap



Sunday morning, we spend at God's house

Sunday evening, we spend at mine

Quiet nights down by the sawmill

We sit and talk, her hand in mine



Country green, do you know what I mean?

She's true and pure like country green

Country green, just a poor boy's dream

She makes me feel like country green



Summer rain falls down the chimney

Umm, makes a puddle on the floor

It's so good to have her with me

I don't know what I did before



Country green, do you know what I mean?

She's true and pure like country green

Country green, just a poor boy's dream

She makes me feel like country green



Country green, do you know what I mean?

She's true and pure like country green