The cavalries charged When God's on your side Oh my name it ain't nothin' My age it means less The country I come from Is called the Midwest I was taught and brought up there The laws to abide And that land that I live in

How 'bout you? To tell the truth I think we're the chosen few An' how 'bout you? Do you feel the way I do? Yeah, I like my country rocking', how 'bout you? Yeah, I know where I come from I don't need baggy clothes Or rings in my nose to be cool

Take a little walk in the country with me Come on now Runnin' from the rate race Just as fast as I can Take off my tie so I can breathe Me, I'm going where the fresh air's blowin' Walk in the country with me Watch the sun sinkin' down on the trees