Lord give me happiness in the country
Where the birds sing softly and sweet
And neighbors are always friendly
At gatherings where they meet
Everythings lively bright with day-song
In the summer's golden sun
Children play all day long
And they seem to have such fun
They climb upon tall hay stacks
And chew on stems of straw
Then slide down the mossy track
On our back looking at grandpa
The beautiful juicy ripe fruit
Is picked with pure delight
Grapes and apples are a many super-fruit
What a wonderful glorious sight
God made the country fair
And filled it with his grace
My heart will always be there
In that splendid glorious place.
~ Meshelle Brown ~
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