Text: Greg Brown. A Little Place In The Country.

I'm sorry I hit you. I'm sorry I wrecked your car
I'm sorry I met you that night at the Why Not Bar
But now I've got you and you've got me for life
I will hand you this bottle honey, if you'll set down that knife

I'll never leave you. I'll never go away
And even if I do-I reckon I won't stay
No, I'll never leave you. I'll never set you free
And even if I do-you better come back to me

I've had lots of women-some even fatter than you
But not a one of them could do all the things that you do
I want to marry you. I want to see you in that gown
I want to carry you to a room and take it all the way down

I'll buy you a trailer from my uncle-any color you choose
Double-wide, furnished-one that's never been used
A little place in the country-just a ways out of town
And when I get home to you I don't want nobody around

I'll never leave you. I'll never go away
And even if I do-I reckon I won't stay
No, I'll never leave you. I'll never set you free
And even if I do-you better come back to me