Riding in the Country

Going riding in the country in a Model A Ford Past the cows and the chickens through the fields of corn Out across the flat lands and the rolling hills Feel the summer sun shining hear the motor purr And I'm just sitting on the front seat with two friends of mine Going to the country sure makes me feel fine       Working in the country cleaning up yards With a Model A truck you know it can't be hard Folks smile and pass us walking down the road Going to the county dump with another load And I'm just sitting on the front seat with two friends of mine Going to the country sure makes me feel fine Down gentle roads with no white line Like a pathway to another time Old houses passing front yards of flowers I could ride in the country for hours and hours I'm just sitting on the front seat with two friends of mine Going to the country sure makes me feel fine       Hayfields are cut harvest has begun Riding through the orchards in the morning sun Good times in the country can't you smell the air Apples and apricots and plums to spare I'm just sitting on the front seat with two friends of mine Going to the country sure makes me feel fine