G C D D
C D G G

[Verse]
G                 C                 D
Darling I've been thinking this one through
              G          C               D
We've been fighting like cat and dog now here's what go to do
     C           G       C           G                 D
This life in the city is killing the love that we once knew
         G   C        G   C
We could happy in the country


[Verse]
G                 C           D
We would spend so many lovely days
              G        C                D
We'd have chickens and cow and corn and whatever it is farmers raise
   C              G            C             G             D
At breakfast each morning we'd fry up our own hand-picked eggs
         G   C        G   C
We could be happy in the country



[Chorus]
D                            G      C
So let's pack your bags up together
D                         Em      G C D
And we'll be in the clear forever



[Verse]
G                            C                 D
We'll just sit right back and watch while our crops grow
         G                   C              D
While we listen to gals like Kitty Wells on country radio
C             G           C           G                 D
Weekends we'd two-step at some cowboy bar just down the road
            G   C        G   C
We could be happy in the country



[Chorus]
D                            G      C
So let's pack your bags up together
D                         Em       G  C D G
And we'll be in the clear forever



[Verse]
F                                   C                     G
I know that the local folks will [F]make us feel right at [F]home
           Am                   G                   D
We'll have homemade whiskey and ramble down country roads

G C D D
G C D D
C G C G
D G C G



G                    C                 D
And I would learn to ride on the rodeo
G                          C                  D
I'd have shiny boots and a cowboy hat so that nobedy'd ever know
     C              G               C            G              D
That we'd once been city folks that owned sporty cars and fancy homes
            G    C         G   C
If we could just be in the county



[Chorus]
D                          G   C
So let's pack your bags up together
D                         Em G C   D
And we'll be in the clear forever