A Little Time in the Country

Courtesy doesn't mean a thing to me, I play by broken rules
But a little time in the country, and a little moonlight does no harm
Well the thought, well the thought occurred to me

Pick up a penny to turn it around
A dozen roses just to lay on the ground
If it doesn't hurt it isn't wrong
It all comes back to you

Spent some time being petrified, and few and far between
I took the backroads down the line
Through the pinewoods, through the breeze
And the thought, well the thought occurred to me

That's why you pick up a penny to turn it around
A dozen roses just to lay on the ground
If it doesn't hurt it isn't wrong
It all comes back to you

It's a high time for getting high
Another reason not to say goodnight
Feeling low, as low can be
Jump in the tide and feel divine
I'm trying to stay alive
Feeling low is good enough for me



Credits
Writer(s): Cameron Gibbons
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