Country Coming Down

(One, two)

One day I know
Have me a place I call home
Have a couple lazy hounds
Plate full of supper that I've grown
Watch the sky turn upside down

At my cabin in the country
You won't hear no highway sounds
Just the crackle of a campfire
And the country comin' down

Plant a little apple orchard
Cut a trail through the woods, go for a walk
Throw a line in the river
Maybe later we'll be cookin' what we caught
Pull a lemon from the tree

In my cabin in the country
Far away from city lights
Way out there damn near off the map
That's where I'll spend my nights
Where my life is slow and easy
You won't hear no highway sounds
Just the crackle of a campfire
And the country comin' down

I've been sittin' on this balcony
Crashin' on my buddy's couch for weeks
Work it ain't been comin' through
I hardly even make my ends meet
But when I close my eyes I dream
Oh, I dream
Oh, I dream, dream, dream

Of a cabin in the country
Far away from city lights
Way out there damn near off the map
That's where I'll spend my nights
Where my life is slow and easy
You won't hear no highway sounds
Just the crackle of a campfire
And the country comin' down
Just the crackle of a campfire
And the country comin' down