A Day in the Country

Oh oh oh oh oh

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

For a cupple and trouble die

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

For a cupple and trouble die

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

While you're rolly oh rolly oh rolly

Oh rolly oh rolly oh rolly oh rolly oh rolling along