Square bales, flatbeds Clothesline sunsets Sky blue, barn red Wind chimes, front porch Good dogs, wood floors Work boots, open doors And miles and miles of John Deere green Freedom far as I can see A road to run and room to breathe That's who I am and I'll always be Caught up in the country The only way I wanna be Somewhere where the road ends Out there where the creek bends That's where you can find me With them fields of gold and cotton rows That never ending sky I take it slow and easy roaming this life Caught up in the country Caught up in the country Just look at 'em stars Must be a billion of 'em Just doing they thing Right where God put 'em If this ain't heaven it's halfway there You can feel it in the air Caught up in the country The only way I wanna be Somewhere where the road ends Out there where the creek bends That's where you can find me With them fields of gold and cotton rows That never ending sky I take it slow, easy roaming this life Caught up in the country Caught up in the country Caught up in the country Somewhere where the road ends Out there where the creek bends That's where you can find me Miles and miles of John Deere green Freedom far as I can see A road to run and room to breathe That's who I am and I'll always be Caught up in the country Caught up in the country Caught up in the country