| A | G | D | A | D |
| D | G | Em | |
| Born in the country & I | like that country | smile |
| A | G | D | |
| Of the | little girls & boys, they re | mind me of a | child |
| G | Em | |
| That I knew and a | big harvest | moon |
| G | D | |
| That shone by suppertime in the | dusty after | noon, |
| G | D | |
| And I need to | be there when the autumn wind goes sin | ging |
| A | |
| Through the trestle we would | climb |
| D | G | D | A7 | |
| Like | brave mountain | eers we never were much | bothered by | time. |
| Born in the country and I like that country song |
| We played for just a nickle every time we got to town |
| And I bought you a dime diamond ring |
| In the hayloft we would play we were princesses & kings |
| And I need to be there when the world get's too heavy |
| And the shadows cross my mind |
| Like Brave Mountaineers we never were much bothered by time |
| Born in the country and I like that country way |
| Of the uncles, aunts & cousins & the card games they would play |
| While the young ones slept overhead |
| Beneath the quilts that mother made when all the prayers were said |
| And I need to be there when the autumn wind goes singing |
| Through the trestle we would climb |
| Like Brave Mountaineers we never were much bothered by time |
| And I need to be there when the world get's too heavy |
| And the shadows cross my mind |
| Like Brave Mountaineers we never were much bothered by time |
| Dan |