There by the water side   I kissed the neighbor girl and made her cry   So I grabbed a rope there hanging from a tree   And swung myself right in      Damp in the summer night   I hid behind the tracks of our old train   I held on every breath until it came   And screamed into the sky      Life in the Country   Sweet memory   The simple kid far from the city   Is still the best of me      Way on down the dusty road   Spinning Red and white is a barber sign   Where old man Junis he would spit and shine   For a nickel to his name      Life in the Country   Sweet memory   The simple kid far from the city   Is still the best of me      Bright cast the wooden wall   Around the church where Sunday bells would ring   The second pew is where I learned to sing   Jesus loves me still      Life in the Country   Sweet memory   The simple kid far from the city   Is still the best of me