Down In Mary`s Land — текст песни (Mary Chapin Carpenter)

(Mary Chapin Carpenter)

Fields of green by the side of the road
Going down in Mary`s land
Roll down the window feel the cool of a grove
Hit the palm of your outstretched hand
Radio`s playing a tune from the country
Fiddle and an old time band
Race with the moon to the edge of the water
Down in Mary`s land
Down in Mary`s land

East of Virginia where the bay meets a river
Down in Mary`s land
The wind pulls your sleeve like a long lost lover
Whose heart can`t understand
How you ever could leave
The view you behold
Ain`t it fine and ain`t life grand
When you don`t need nothing
But some beer and a bushel
Down in Mary`s land

Gonna sleep with the stars
And a slice of the moon
Hanging right above my bed
Gonna dream not of things
That I`ve left behind
But those I`ve found instead
Down in Mary`s land

Radio`s playing a tune from the country
Fiddle and an old time band
Race with the moon to the edge of the water
Down in Mary`s land

Gonna sleep with the stars
And a slice of the moon
Hanging right above my bed
Gonna dream not of things
That I`ve left behind
But those I`ve found instead
Down in Mary`s land