Country Girl

Country girl, she wakes up on a Saturday
Yawns all the time as she climbs down the stairs in her dressing gown
Looks at the sunshine and puts on her wellingtons
Country girl milking the goats
Her legs open wide, all the springtime blows inside her petticoat.
Evening can't come too soon for her.

Evening time and she goes looking for a lover at the church-hall Saturday dance
Hoping for a good-looking boyo who fancies his chances with her
Under the moonlight
Long after midnight

Country girl, she gets up on a Sunday
Goes in good time to the half-past-nine mass on her bicycle
Sailing along, singing hymns to the hedgerows
Country girl visiting the neighbours
Dressed in her very best clothes that she chose from a catalogue
Evening can't come too soon for her

Evening time, she lies with her lover boyo under the trees
Flashing her eyes, on her back in the bracken where nobody sees her
Knees in the moonlight
Long after midnight

Country girl, Monday at the sunrise
She calls to the geese while she's stroking the sleep from her smoking eyes
Under the plum trees, her toes in the crocuses
Country girl, putting on her pinafore
Combs from her hair all the straw that was there from the night before
Smiles to herself now and then, now and then