Square bales, flatbeds
Clothesline sunsets
Sky blue, barn redWind chimes, front porch
Good dogs, wood floors
Work boots, open doorsAnd miles and miles of John Deere green
Freedom far as I can see
A road to run and room to breathe
That's who I am and I'll always be...Caught up in the country
The only way I wanna be
Somewhere where the road ends
Out there where the creek bends
That's where you can find me
With them fields of gold and cotton rows
That never ending sky
I take it slow and easy roaming this life
Caught up in the countryJust look at 'em stars
Must be a billion of 'em
Just doing they thing
Right where God put 'em
If this ain't heaven it's halfway there
You can feel it in the airCaught up in the country
The only way I wanna be
Somewhere where the road ends
Out there where the creek bends
That's where you can find me
With them fields of gold and cotton rows
That never ending sky
I take it slow and easy roaming this life
Caught up in the country
(I was brought up in it)
Caught up in the country
(will always be Lord willin')
(Yes I am my way, I'll stay...)
(Caught up in it, caught up in it)Somewhere where the road ends
Out there where the creek bends
That's where you can find meWith them fields of gold and cotton rows
That never ending sky
I take it slow and easy roaming this lifeMiles and miles of John Deere green
Freedom far as I can see
A road to run and room to breathe
That's who I am and I'll always be...
Caught up in the country
Caught up in the country
Caught up in the country
