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In the Country
Butterflies land on the buddleia bush
tapping feasting bees with their wings
The bees move onto another bloom
as a beautiful nightingale sings
The church bells tell us it's twelve o'clock
In the field beyond a shepherd tends his flock
His faithful black and white dog rounding up the strays
Zigging and zagging he's earning his pay
Wandering through countryside on a beautiful day
Stop at the woolpack for a pint and some food
Quenching a thirst with a burp, that's so rude
Back on my way as I walk across the land
I have no direction, destination unplanned.
© The Imposter 💚🙏
tapping feasting bees with their wings
The bees move onto another bloom
as a beautiful nightingale sings
The church bells tell us it's twelve o'clock
In the field beyond a shepherd tends his flock
His faithful black and white dog rounding up the strays
Zigging and zagging he's earning his pay
Wandering through countryside on a beautiful day
Stop at the woolpack for a pint and some food
Quenching a thirst with a burp, that's so rude
Back on my way as I walk across the land
I have no direction, destination unplanned.
© The Imposter 💚🙏
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