Back street -- stop signs
Main street -- traffic lights
I think I've had enough
One way -- dead end
No place to park again
I can only take so much
And then I've got to go
'Cause I can't stand no more
Gotta get back to my home in the country
Where livin' is easy

Oh the town is a rat race
I prefer a snails' pace
What the hell's the hurry for
Too many souls -- over kill
Ants in an ant hill
I can't take it any more
You know I've got to go
'Cause I can't stand no more
Gotta get back to my home in the country
Where livin' is easy

Pound the pavement all day
Things to buy and bills to pay
Every time I come to town
Bank machines, phone calls
Spend two hours at the mall
It can really wear me down
That's when I've got to run
Before I come undone
Gotta bet back to my home in the country
Where livin' is easy

Country livin' will getcha if ya let it
It's a full blown natural high
You forget all about the race
Lose all sense of place and time

Meet at three at the store
It's now after four
Why can't women be on time
Daughter's hungry, gotta feed her
No quarter for the meter
Eight dollar parkin' fine
You know I've got to leave
Before I start to scream
Gotta get back to my home in the country
Where livin' is easy

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