Born in the country and I like that country smile   Of the little girls and boys, they remind me of a child   That I knew and a big harvest moon   That shon' by suppertime in the dusty afternoon   And I need to be there   When the autumn wind goes whistlin' through the trestle we would climb   Like brave mountaineers   We never were much bothered by time      Born in the country and I like that country song   We played for just a nickel every time we got to town   And I bought you a dime diamond ring   In the hayloft we would play, we were princesses and kings      And I need to be there   When the world gets too heavy and the shadows cross my mind   Like brave mountaineers   We never were much bothered by time      Born in the country and I like that country way   Of the uncles and the cousins and the card games they would play   While the young ones slept overhead   Beneath the quilts that mother made, when all the prayers were said      And I need to be there   When the autumn wind goes whistlin' through the trestle we would climb   Like brave mountaineers   We never were much bothered by time      And I need to be there   When the world gets too heavy and the shadows cross my mind   Like brave mountaineers   We never were much bothered by time