The Country Road

Frora Lhe busy bauut of furmerfolk It starts cm its wlndlnc way, (jora over the hi II, nul across tlie brook Wliere the minnows love to play Beside the mil 1 wiih water wheel And the pond so dark and deep, Then up to the tavern anti vlllage store, And tlie clmrcli where the dead lie asleep. You wouldneverl.il i uk tbat tbe country road, From thohill to tlie store, eonld be So long to a boy with au arrand to do And another boy to see. You can uever dreain how short It Is From the farm to tlie frozen ponil. Nor how very mud) farther it always is To tlie BChoolhouse just beyond. Oh, the country road I At the farther end It runs ui liill and down, A way frora the woods and the ripplitig brook To the toiliiig. ru-liini! town. But, best of it all, wheu you're tired and stek Of the weary haunts ofmaii, If you follow it hack it will lead you home To the WOOds and flelds aüain.