Текст John Conlee – Country Heart

Fast train next plane I don’t care
Take me and wake me when you get me there
To long in the city trying to play the part
It’s just takin’ and breakin’ this country heart

It’s a mean street in concrete in jungle head
It’s a forsaking heartaching atmosphere
Take me back to where those crystal rivers start
Where there’s space for a place for this country heart

I’m headin’ south on the first train out
Does someone have a ticket to sale
I’ll hit the tracks and I won’t come back
So big city farewell hotels and traffic jams
And hello old crow and country hen
Blue sky golden fields and crickets after dark

They are callin’ callin’ this country heart
They’re callin’ callin’ this country heart