They live in the city with neon lights
Where folks, they just don’t sleep at night
Back on the farm where things are quiet
Lord, us country boys, we do all right
We can go on bailing hay all day long
Humming to the tune of an old song
And when the day is done, whistles blow
Lord, us country boys, off we go
Back to our home and a loving wife
Lord, us country boys, we call this life
We can put our cares away, oh till dawn
Dancing to the tune of a drinking song
And when the evening’s done, candles blow
Lord, us country boys, we let it show
Back in the arms of a loving wife
Lord, us country boys, we call this life
So that’s the way we live, way we die
All them city folks will never know why
And even when at times we’re high and dry
Lord, us country boys, we get by.
Gautam Dhar
19th December 2004
Lansing MI