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