Country Kid - Alexandre Desplat

Give me a horse and a saddle

Give me a place to ride

Give me the plains and the hills

And valleys

A dog racing by my side

I’m flipping my lid

I’m a country kid

Give me a barn and a stable

And the smell of the new mown hay

Give me the cows and the pigs

And chickens

Don’t want it any other way

I’m flipping my lid

I’m a country kid

There’s nothing in the world

That can compare

To climbing up a big oak tree

A-riding my bike

Down a shady lane

The country life is the life for me

Give me a ride on a tractor

We’re drivin' around the farm

But we’ve got to get back

To mom’s apple pie

I love it when it’s still warm

I’m flipping my lid

I’m a country kid

There’s nothing in the world

That can compare

To climbing up a big oak tree

A-riding my bike

Down a shady lane

The country life is the life for me

Give me a ride on a tractor

We’re drivin' around the farm

But we’ve got to get back

To mom’s apple pie

I love it when it’s still warm

I’m flipping my lid

I’m a country kid

I’m flipping my lid

I’m a country kid