Where The Green Grass Grows

You know you live a country life When you see waving fields of green Cattle dotting ‘cross the way Such peacefulness is seen Windmills whirling with such grace Rustic, true and free Yes, where the green grass grows Is the perfect home for me Horses roaming in those fields Perhaps a donkey now and then Wildflowers growing aimlessly It’s a calm and colorful blend Oh listen, hear the sound of a tractor A mower wide and strong It’s time to harvest that grass today Husky winter bales is where it belongs The smell so pure you would not believe The air is fragrant and sweet Fresh cut grass has a scent of its own And is Mother Nature’s treat Country is the destination I seek Where life just naturally slows The only life I would be happy is Where the green grass grows!