Lyrics Goodbye To The Country - Field Music

Goodbye To The Country

We’ll say goodbye to the old place
Don’t look at the faces left
I’m sure it’ll be good fun
Making money at your kids' expense
To a place where everything’s easy
Feeding my baby with stamps
And if they ask, why did you come?
(Don't you know) there’s a real war on?
(Did the papers not) tell you about it?
Don’t you worry, I will be fine
(With a knife at my neck and my very last dime)
I got a job in an office block
(With a swish canteen and an Oxbridge tie)
And if I get sick my sister will treat me
(I hear it’s all free and so a- f- f- easy)
And if they ask, why did you come?
(Don't you know) there’s a real war on?
(Did the papers not) tell you about it?
(Don't you know) there’s a real war on?
(Did the papers not) tell you?
And if they ask, why did you come?
And if they say I should go home
Send me back where I belong
Take a walk with me, I’ll show you some
(So you know)
(So you know)