in the country with a two acre lawn
A garage where I know where
Tilly who won't stay at home
Three kids we love dearly
and a two -line telephone
There's still times when I get
crazy and think that I'll survive
Times I think I'm happy and
There's still times when I get lonely,
Got a dish in the back yard,
where my records used to be
Got a hedge that needs trimming,
Tilly, I got prayers that need said.
There's still times when I get
crazy and think that I'll survive.
Times I think I'm happy and
There's still times when I get lonely,
Sometimes I go for a big mess,
but I never really think of you
