Oh, give me the country! where grass is green;
Where the roses bloom with satiny sheen;
Where the modest violet lifts up its head,
As on it the warmth of the sun is shed:
Give me the country! where all is serene;
Where the air is pure and fragrant and clean,
And noise of the city is far away;
Where gaiety thrives through each night and day.
God made the country, so lovely and fair!,
Its wide open spaces for all to share;
Where joy and contentment each one may find
If he, earnestly, seeks for peace of mind.
Gertrude Tooley Buckingham, "Give Me The Country!" (1940s)