Have you decided (decided) Where you belong Among the swirling whirling masses And the hurling throngs You're still invited To the leave them all behind So take one long last look (girl) We're running out of time Run for the country You could take my hand And let the wind be your comb Together we could roam the land Run for the country That's where you learn That I'll be waiting here If you ever should return You've taken your back train And I'm just taking my time Are you really happy baby? They teach you another lie You wanted excitement You wanted a thrill Can you see the rain turn to snow Or the sun fit on the hill Run for the country You could take my hand (hand) (hand) And let the wind be your comb Together we might roam this land Run for the country That's where you learn That I've been waiting here For the day you will return A hundred miles from home I told you one hundred times Not to roam I don't need no pity And I don't need no daily grind Just one more you're in the city baby It's bound to change your mind Run for the country You can take my hand Oh let the wind be your comb Together we could roam the land Run for the country That's where you learn That I am waiting here For the day you will return I'm still waiting here The day that you will return