The Magnetic Fields - Goin' Back to the Country lyrics

I'm going back to the country City life's too slow I'm sick of that 120 BPM funk and disco I'm doing a one-eighty Break out the fiddle tunes I'm still that barefoot lady howling up at full moons And I'm gonna fly back to Wyoming And never more my friends I'll go a-roaming I'm gonna fly back to Laramie Let Laramie take care of me till they bury me I'm going back to the country The big city's too small I don't need more than one tree house but there's none at all I'm hanging up the tire swing A hammock in the yard I'll hear an angel choir sing as I wing countryward And I'm gonna find me a country boy And have a couple country kids, Leanne and Leroy And we're gonna wind down those country roads And sing and play the dulcimer till this world explodes