"Country Life" lyrics

I got a hundred-acre phone, a twenty dollar car
A girl named Susan with tattooed scars
Well, livin' in Paris, wild and free
Just a laid-back couple down in Tennessee

I sit on the porch every night
And thank the Lord for the stars and the country life

I work at the feed mill all day long
Sacking up corn and fixin' them saws
I can't save a dime, I'll never be rich
But that's okay, honey, hey, life's a bitch

Pass the biscuits, please, it's a Saturday night
Say grace to the Lord for the country life

Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Life goes on the same old way
No matter where you are, treat your brother right
'Cause we're all part
We're a part of the country life

I got a ham radio, back in the shed
I talk to the Russians, Lucy and Ed
They're living in Moscow, wild and free
They wanna come and visit down in Tennessee

Isn't it great to look up in the sky?
And thank God we didn't blow away the country light

Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Life goes on the same old way
No matter where you are, treat your brother right
'Cause we're all part
We're all part of the country life

Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Life goes on, I say the same old way
No matter where you are, treat your brother right
'Cause we're all part
We're all part of the country life