Have you decided (decided)
Where you belong
Among the swirling whirling masses
And the hurling throngs
You're still invited
To leave 'em all behind
So take one long last look girl
We're running out of time

Run for the country
You could take my hand
And let the wind be your comb
Together we could roam the land

Run for the country
That's where you learn
That I'll be waiting here
If you ever should return

You're taking your back train
And I'm just taking my time
Are you really happy baby?
But did you know I'm a lie?

You wanted excitement
You wanted cheap thrills
Can you see the rain turn to snow
Or the sunset on the hills?

Run for the country
You could take my hand (hand) (hand)
And let the wind be your comb
Together we might roam this land

Run for the country
That's where you learn
That I've been waiting here
For the day you will return

A hundred miles from home
I told you one hundred times
Not to roam

I don't need no pity
And I don't need no daily grind
Just one more you're in the city baby
It's bound to change your mind

Run for the country
You could take my hand
Oh let the wind be your comb
Together we could roam the land

Run for the country
That's where you learn
That I am waiting here
For the day you will return
I'm still waiting here
For the day that you return

Run for the country...