A Day In The Country

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

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)

(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

(Both) While you're rolly oh rolly oh rolly oh rolly oh rolly oh rolly oh rolling along