| It’s so peaceful in the country
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| It’s so simple and quiet
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| You really ought to try it
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| You walk about and talk about
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| The pleasant things in life
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| It’s so restful in the country
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| It’s the right kind of diet
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| You really ought to try it
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| You lie and dream
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| Beside a stream
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| Where daisies nod hello
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| City living is a pretty living
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| It’s so full of unexpected thrills
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| But there’s too much stone
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| Too much telephone
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| There’s too much of everything but trees and hills
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| It’s so peaceful in the country
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| It’s so simple and quite
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| Someday you’re bound to try it
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| The only place to be
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| Is a place for you and me
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| Where it’s peaceful in the country
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| The skyline of New York is a splendid sight
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| I know Chicago’s loop is magical at night
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| The natives of Cleveland from Frisco and Boston
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| And natives of cities a stranger gets lost in
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| All of them claim that their city’s the best
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| From deep in the south and from out in the west
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| Perhaps it’s all true but from my point of view
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| It’s so peaceful in the country
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| It’s so simple and quiet
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| Someday you’re bound to try it
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| The only place to be
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| Is a place for you and me
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| Where it’s peaceful in the country |