I Feel the Country Callin' Me

(albüm: She's Just An Old Love-Turned Memory - 1977)

Sometimes when I take a little break
My mind slips away to a steel green lake
About a thousand miles away from here
I got a fishing pole and an ice cold beer

Just lying back in the cool green grass
Nothing on my mind but a five pound bass
Watching the evening sun go down
The crickets are the only sound around

I feel the country calling me
Saying come on home where you oughta be
Pack up your clothes and your guitar
Come home and catch a lighting bug
And put him in a jar

Some clown got his foot inside my door
Telling me a joke I've heard before
My mind slips back to another time
I got that ol' bass hanging on my line

I got an ole hound dog to be my friend
Life was so much simpler then
But then the lights start dimming down
And it's my turn to be a clown

I feel the people calling me
Saying come on home where you oughta be
Pack up your clothes and your guitar
Come home and catch a lighting bug
And put him in a jar

I feel the people calling me
Saying come on home where you oughta be
Pack up your clothes and your guitar
Come home and catch a lighting bug
And put him in a jar