Going up the country

I'm going up the country,
babe don't you wanna go
I'm going up the country,
babe don't you wanna go
I'm going to some place where
I've never been before

I'm going, I'm going where
the water tastes like wine
Well I'm going where
the water tastes like wine
We can jump in the water,
stay drunk all the time

I'm gonna leave this city,
got to get away
I'm gonna leave this city,
got to get away
All this fussing and fighting, man,
you know I sure can't stay

Now baby, pack your leaving trunk,
you know we've got to leave today
Just exactly where we're going I cannot say,
but We might even leave the USA
'Cause there's a brand new game
that I want to play

No use of you running,
or screaming and crying
'Cause you've got a home
as long as I've got mine

Buen fin de semana!