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

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 and easy roaming this life

Caught up in the country

Caught up in the country

(Yes I am my way, I'll stay)

(Caught up in it, caught up in it)

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

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