Roamin' Through the Countryside

When I was young back on the farm I could hardly wait

Till Sunday came and my true love would meet me by the gateAnd we'd go roamin' through the countryside walkin' in the clover

Making love and playing games to warm winds of summer

Roamin' through the countryside walkin' in the clover

Making love and playing games to warm winds of summerWe'd stop and pick the daffodills when we talked awhile

And when I asked her for a kiss she'd look at me and smiledAnd we'd go roamin'...When the sun was sinking low we'd leave the fields behind

To think about another day for it was summer timeAnd we'd go roamin'...Those carefree days have come and gone and now she is my bride

And every Suday afternoon I take her by my sideAnd we go roamin'...