Bah! Ba-ba-ba-Bah! Ba-ba-ba-Bah!
Ba-ba-ba-Bah!
Bah! Ba-ba-ba-Bah! Ba-ba-ba-Bah!
Ba-ba-ba-Bah!
When the world in which you live in
Get's a bit too much to bear
And you need someone to lean on
When you look, there's no one there
You're gonna find me, Ba-ba-ba-Bah!
Out in the country, Ba-ba-ba-Bah!
Yeah, you're gonna find me, Ba-ba-ba-Bah!
Way out in the country, Ba-ba-ba-Bah!
Where the air is good, and the day is fine
And the pretty girl, has a hand in mine
And the silver stream, is a poor man's wine
In the country, in the country
If you're walking in the city
And you're feeling rather small
And the people on the sidewalk
Seem to form a solid wall
You're gonna find me, Ba-ba-ba-Bah!
Out in the country, Ba-ba-ba-Bah!
Hey, you're gonna find me, Ba-ba-ba-Bah! Out in the country, Ba-ba-ba-Bah!
Where the air is good, and the day is fine
And the pretty girl, has a hand in mine
And the silver stream, is a poor man's wine
In the country, in the country
Hurry, hurry, hurry
For the time is slipping by
You don't need a ticket
It belongs to you and I
Come on and join me, out in the country
Where the air is good, and the day is fine
And the pretty girl, has a hand in mine
And the silver stream, is a poor man's wine
In the country, in the country
Bah! Ba-ba-ba-Bah! Ba-ba-ba-Bah!
Ba-ba-ba-Bah!
Bah! Ba-ba-ba-Bah! Ba-ba-ba-Bah!
Ba-ba-ba-Bah!
(repeat to fade)