No lamp post, stoplight, no telephone radio or television
In these back country woods they're all gone
Through some trees down an overgrown trail!
Pitched a tent, split some wood, pulled out the bottle and I felt real good!
A wild river runs through my backyard
Beside a hot spring where there aint no mail
That concrete jungle took it's tole on me
I gotta get back to the country where the wind blows free
But these whispering trees keep sayin
Get back to that woman you've done enough prayin
In my heart there's a burning desire
You're always welcome little lady at my campfire!
No matter how far I run, I've left the love of my life behind
If she walked out on me I'd for dogone sure lose my mind
I guess I've spent enough time feeling sorry for myself
I can't put this love on a shelf, or I'll find her with someone else
No blue eyes, blonde hair, her conversation that I'd love to hear
Gone fishin but my mind keeps wishin
This country recipe has finally made things clear
That concrete jungle took it's tole on me
I gotta get back to the country where the wind blows free
But these whispering trees keep sayin
Get back to that woman you've done enough prayin
In my heart there's a burning desire
You're always welcome little lady at my campfire!
In my heart there's a burnin desire, you're always welcome little lady at my campfire
In my heart there's a burnin desire, you're always welcome little lady at my campfire
Marty McCarrick - You're Always Welcome at My Campfire Lyrics
Marty McCarrick - You're Always Welcome at My Campfire Lyrics
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No lamp post, stoplight, no telephone radio or television
In these back country woods they're all gone
Through some trees down an overgrown trail!
Pitched a tent, split some wood, pulled out the bottle and I felt real good!
A wild river runs through my backyard
Beside a hot spring where there aint no mail
That concrete jungle took it's tole on me
I gotta get back to the country where the wind blows free
But these whispering trees keep sayin
Get back to that woman you've done enough prayin
In my heart there's a burning desire
You're always welcome little lady at my campfire!
No matter how far I run, I've left the love of my life behind
If she walked out on me I'd for dogone sure lose my mind
I guess I've spent enough time feeling sorry for myself
I can't put this love on a shelf, or I'll find her with someone else
No blue eyes, blonde hair, her conversation that I'd love to hear
Gone fishin but my mind keeps wishin
This country recipe has finally made things clear
That concrete jungle took it's tole on me
I gotta get back to the country where the wind blows free
But these whispering trees keep sayin
Get back to that woman you've done enough prayin
In my heart there's a burning desire
You're always welcome little lady at my campfire!
In my heart there's a burnin desire, you're always welcome little lady at my campfire
In my heart there's a burnin desire, you're always welcome little lady at my campfire
In these back country woods they're all gone
Through some trees down an overgrown trail!
Pitched a tent, split some wood, pulled out the bottle and I felt real good!
A wild river runs through my backyard
Beside a hot spring where there aint no mail
That concrete jungle took it's tole on me
I gotta get back to the country where the wind blows free
But these whispering trees keep sayin
Get back to that woman you've done enough prayin
In my heart there's a burning desire
You're always welcome little lady at my campfire!
No matter how far I run, I've left the love of my life behind
If she walked out on me I'd for dogone sure lose my mind
I guess I've spent enough time feeling sorry for myself
I can't put this love on a shelf, or I'll find her with someone else
No blue eyes, blonde hair, her conversation that I'd love to hear
Gone fishin but my mind keeps wishin
This country recipe has finally made things clear
That concrete jungle took it's tole on me
I gotta get back to the country where the wind blows free
But these whispering trees keep sayin
Get back to that woman you've done enough prayin
In my heart there's a burning desire
You're always welcome little lady at my campfire!
In my heart there's a burnin desire, you're always welcome little lady at my campfire
In my heart there's a burnin desire, you're always welcome little lady at my campfire
Writer: Bradley Verecha, Martin McCarrick
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Marty McCarrick
Language: English
Length: 3:09
Written by: Bradley Verecha, Martin McCarrick