Oh there's nothing as gay as a day in the country   Under the wonderful skies   For a city bred feller a field of yeller   Is quite a delightful surprise      Oh you don't have to pay for a day in the country   It's old mother nature who buys   And while we keep going the breezes are blowing   The cigarette smoke from our eyes      You'll hear beautiful melodies played by an old water mill   And a little red barn is spinning a yarn to the daffodils up on the hill   Oh there's nothing as gay as a day in the country   Far from the maddening throng   A hobo hobnobbing with bluebird and robin   We warble a merry old song   And go rolly oh rolly oh rolly oh rolly oh rolling along      (Oh there's nothing as gay as a day in the country)   (Under the wonderful skies)   (For a city bred feller a field of yeller)   (Is quite a delightful surprise)      (Oh you don't have to pay for a day in the country)   (It's old mother nature who buys)   (And while we keep going the breezes keep blowing)   (The cigarette smoke from our eyes)         How I envy the fellas that live by a shady old nook   And cute little guy who's casting a fly at a trout leaping out of a brook   Oh there's nothing as gay as a day in the country   Far from the maddening throng   Just grab a valise full and go where it's peaceful   And try vocalizing a song   (Both) While you're rolly oh rolly oh rolly oh rolly oh rolly oh rolly oh rolling along