Lyrics

Country Therapy
Male singer: Ron Brown & Ken Matejka hookstownbrown@yahoo.com or Matejka@duq.edu Version 02/21/11

Verse 1
It's twenty-one miles of gravel road from the nearest Seven-Eleven
Some might call it "Hell"... I call it "Heaven"
Been in the family since nineteen-sixty-two
It's the cabin that my grandpa built cause grandma liked the view

Lift

'N I go there every chance I get...

Chorus 1

For a little bit of country therapy
Chillin' around the fire
Country therapy
Singin' with the bull-frog choir
Country therapy
Unwind and get right-side-up...
Check out the stars, talk with the Lord
Play my guitar 'till I've been restored

Verse 2

It's 17 acres of level ground covered with maple and birch
Mother nature's cathedral -- my kind of church
With a pond that holds the biggest walleye I've ever seen
It would sure 'nuff make the cover of Hillbilly Hideaway Magazine

Lift

'N I go there every chance I get...

Chorus 2

For a little bit of country therapy
Chillin' around the fire
Country therapy
Singin' with the bull-frog choir
Country therapy
Unwind and get right-side-up...
Check out the stars, talk with the Lord
Play my guitar 'till I've been restored

Chorus 3

I'm talkin' 'bout country therapy
Chicken on the charcoal grill
Country therapy
Deer runnin' over the hill
Country therapy
It fixes me right up
I check out the stars, talk with the Lord
Play my guitar 'till I've been restored