Out on the open country, under the endless sky,
Where the rolling fields stretch out so far, and the Shropshire hills lie,
With the wind in my hair, and the sun on my face,
In these wide-open spaces, I find my place.
Oh, the open country, it's where I long to be,
The horizon before me, so wild and so free,
The summer fields are golden, with the wheat and the corn,
The meadows are lush green, where the wildflowers are born,
In the heart of this land, where ancient rivers flow,
In beautiful country, there's room to grow.
Oh, the open country, it's where I long to be,
The horizon before me, so wild and so free,
In the silence of nature, I find my retreat,
Where the echoes of the past, on the wind are so sweet,
With a guitar in my hand, I'll strum along,
In the wide open country, it's where I find my song.
Oh, the open country, it's where I long to be,
The horizon before me, so wild and so free,
So I'll walk through this country, where life's abundance roams
In the lush green country, it's where I've found my home,
With my heart and a melody, I'll sing along,
In beautiful open country, I'll forever be strong.
Oh, the open country, it's where I long to be,
The horizon before me, so wild and so free,
Ian Darby - Wide Open Country Lyrics
Ian Darby - Wide Open Country Lyrics
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Out on the open country, under the endless sky,
Where the rolling fields stretch out so far, and the Shropshire hills lie,
With the wind in my hair, and the sun on my face,
In these wide-open spaces, I find my place.
Oh, the open country, it's where I long to be,
The horizon before me, so wild and so free,
The summer fields are golden, with the wheat and the corn,
The meadows are lush green, where the wildflowers are born,
In the heart of this land, where ancient rivers flow,
In beautiful country, there's room to grow.
Oh, the open country, it's where I long to be,
The horizon before me, so wild and so free,
In the silence of nature, I find my retreat,
Where the echoes of the past, on the wind are so sweet,
With a guitar in my hand, I'll strum along,
In the wide open country, it's where I find my song.
Oh, the open country, it's where I long to be,
The horizon before me, so wild and so free,
So I'll walk through this country, where life's abundance roams
In the lush green country, it's where I've found my home,
With my heart and a melody, I'll sing along,
In beautiful open country, I'll forever be strong.
Oh, the open country, it's where I long to be,
The horizon before me, so wild and so free,
Where the rolling fields stretch out so far, and the Shropshire hills lie,
With the wind in my hair, and the sun on my face,
In these wide-open spaces, I find my place.
Oh, the open country, it's where I long to be,
The horizon before me, so wild and so free,
The summer fields are golden, with the wheat and the corn,
The meadows are lush green, where the wildflowers are born,
In the heart of this land, where ancient rivers flow,
In beautiful country, there's room to grow.
Oh, the open country, it's where I long to be,
The horizon before me, so wild and so free,
In the silence of nature, I find my retreat,
Where the echoes of the past, on the wind are so sweet,
With a guitar in my hand, I'll strum along,
In the wide open country, it's where I find my song.
Oh, the open country, it's where I long to be,
The horizon before me, so wild and so free,
So I'll walk through this country, where life's abundance roams
In the lush green country, it's where I've found my home,
With my heart and a melody, I'll sing along,
In beautiful open country, I'll forever be strong.
Oh, the open country, it's where I long to be,
The horizon before me, so wild and so free,