No Chains

She said, "This life we're livin' out here
Is a lot quicker than Bumpa's old John Deere
I'm kicking ass in my field, but not the kind I grew up on
I could use some wide-open country
Trade the money for raw and wild honey
I'll take a stream over Main Street, livin'
And slavin' away for the boss
Lay me in the thicket and the moss"

And I said, "Ooh-ooh-ooh, I can take you away
Where you don't feel anchored"
And I said, "Ooh-ooh-ooh, I know a place out on 48 acres
With the kinda stars we oughta look up to
And no one knowin' what we're up to
Where the dogs and the hens run loose by a road with
No lanes, no name, and no chains"

She said, "I want a life where I run to the store
Hear 'Hey, baby' and a bell at the door
Give me an old white farmhouse
And starting offspring in the yard, huh
I know a place we can start"

And I said, "Ooh-ooh-ooh, I can take you away
Where you don't feel anchored"
And I said, "Ooh-ooh-ooh, I know a place out on 48 acres
With the kinda stars we oughta look up to
And no one knowin' what we're up to
Where the dogs and the hens run loose by a road with
No lanes, no name, and no chains"

Where the one-stop shops take over
Diners have family names
Not a soul peaking over my shoulder
Make a livin' off a little bit of rain

What'd I tell you?
I got you out here, right?
We made it
What you wanna do now?

With the kinda stars we oughta look up to
And no one knowing about this
Old dog and hen runnin' loose by a road with
No lanes, no name, and no chains
No chains