Country Green Lyrics - Don Gibson

Country green, do you know what I mean? 

She's true and pure like country green 

I feel her hand upon my shoulder 

Waking me from a drawn out sleep 

I'm the only man to ever hold her 

What we share ain't nothin' cheap 

Sunday morning, we spend at God's house 

Sunday evening, we spend at mine 

Quiet nights down by the sawmill 

We sit and talk, her hand in mine 

Country green, do you know what I mean? 

She's true and pure like country green 

Country green, just a poor boy's dream 

She makes me feel like country green 

Summer rain falls down the chimney 

Umm, makes a puddle on the floor 

It's so good to have her with me 

I don't know what I did before 

Country green, do you know what I mean? 

She's true and pure like country green 

Country green, just a poor boy's dream 

She makes me feel like country green 

Country green, do you know what I mean? 

She's true and pure like country green