Country's Gone Lyrics - Roy Drusky

There's no more common people with no more fields to sow 

City ways have swallowed country days and if I'd reep seeds won't grow 

The bubbling brook that used to yield it's treasure just for me 

As long since dry but will stay alive on my page of memories 

City lights change the nights country's gone 

The trees that children climb today are made of iron and steel 

Golden grain knows no summer rain when it falls or asks for fields 

Girl next door went to Baltimore and waits with empty arms 

While big machines cut through hills of green run by boys who've left the farm 

Traffic signs store bought rhymes country's gone 

Fishing poles and mixing post hang dusty by the door 

And that long train from the by gone day doesn't pass near anymore 

Trees for sale through the mail country's gone