Country green, do you know what I mean? She’s true and pure like country green
I feel her hand upon my shoulder Waking me from a drawn out sleep I’m the only man to ever hold her What we share ain’t nothin’ cheap
Sunday morning, we spend at God’s house Sunday evening, we spend at mine Quiet nights down by the sawmill We sit and talk, her hand in mine
Country green, do you know what I mean? She’s true and pure like country green Country green, just a poor boy’s dream She makes me feel like country green
Summer rain falls down the chimney Umm, makes a puddle on the floor It’s so good to have her with me I don’t know what I did before
Country green, do you know what I mean? She’s true and pure like country green Country green, just a poor boy’s dream She makes me feel like country green
Country green, do you know what I mean? She’s true and pure like country green