Country John
Country Joe lives his life
Mostly workin' on the mill
And othet than his wife
A single dream is only thrill
Got to get away, got to see the land
Got to see the world, got to be a band man

In the evening when the Sun beguin to fade
And work is over and supper is, too
A shabby guitar case comes out
From underneath the bed
And Country Joe can do his do
Say now, sure 'nuff as I'm breathin'
Sure 'nuff I am leavin'
Too much I have taken

So much is forsaken
Between the moonshine and the shinin' of the Moon
And he's sway back woman by his side
And he would soon find
That the linin' of the tunes
From way back was too hard to devide
Say now, leavin' in the mornin'
Leavin' got your warnin'
So much I have taken
So much is forsaken

All the elders and tous folk, too
Rock with John while he diddle his do
The moonshine and the shadows through the pines
They all rocked with John, too

Got to get away
Got to get away