Take your dreams out to the country
Little seeds of imagination
Plant'em under a big oak tree
Watch'em grow in the mornin' sun.

It's all about a quiet place
Turnin' off highway thirty-five
Like breakin through the clouds into space
A hundred miles and I'm back alive.

Chorus:
I hear the roar of distant thunder
I watch the lightin' streak the sky
And the rain that we thought would fall last summer
Like a long lost friend passes by.

The biggest news - I've heard of late
From Mary's Meridian
Cows broke through a fallen gate
Chasin' them home was half the fun.
(chorus)

Take your dreams out to the country
Little seeds of imagination
Plant'em under a big oak tree
Watch'em grow in the mornin' sun.