Waverly کے بول

There by the water side I kissed the neighbor girl and made her cry So I grabbed a rope there hanging from a tree And swung myself right in Damp in the summer night I hid behind the tracks of our old train I held on every breath until it came And screamed into the sky Life in the Country Sweet memory The simple kid far from the city Is still the best of me Way on down the dusty road Spinning Red and white is a barber sign Where old man Junis he would spit and shine For a nickel to his name Life in the Country Sweet memory The simple kid far from the city Is still the best of me Bright cast the wooden wall Around the church where Sunday bells would ring The second pew is where I learned to sing Jesus loves me still Life in the Country Sweet memory The simple kid far from the city Is still the best of me