Performed by The Missing Lynx
TWell country life at Chicken Hill Farm is where I want to be
With locusts humming when the weather is fine
Friends stopping out to see
Silent spaces, a big ole' home, the barn built right behind
A path through the woods to the river right there, finest farm you could find
Chorus:
We had nothing to do on those hot afternoons
A lazy kind of feeling
Picking our way along the paths
Watching the days go reeling by
Sweet Mary Lynn comes walking in, with a grin
Turns around like a clown, gives me a wink
Asks me where I been
Cat walks by in the field by the path where the daisies grow so white
Gonna walk to the river whistle a tune stay there 'til the night
Repeat Chorus
But big daddy landlord decided one day to take it all away
Next-door neighbor had the money to pay
We had nothing to say
So now I dream of that country scene and all the fun we had
Walking to the river on a hot summer day
Laughing in the barn and playing in the hay
And how I haven't seen her since the day
The men with the money took it all away, and we had nothing to say
Chorus Pattern:
Nothing to do go back to school
No cause for alarm. Get rich as a son of a bitch and buy back Chicken Hill Farm
Tom DeVries ©2006 Purple Heart Songs. All rights reserved.