Dan Zanes - Country Life lyrics

I like to rise when the sun she rises

Early in the morning

I like to hear them small birds singing

Merrily upon their lay-land

And hurrah for the life of a country kid

And to ramble in the new mown hay

In the Spring we sow, in the harvest mow

And that's how the seasons around they go

But of all the times if choose I may

It's to ramble in the new mown hay

I like to rise when the sun she rises…

In the Winter when the sky is gray

We edge and ditch our lives away

In the Summer when the sun shines gay

We go ramble in the new mown hay

I like to rise when the sun she rises…Thanks to thudord@yahoo.com