Fresh Air Lyrics

Sometimes I

Get caught up in the city life

And take a long long drive

Way on out

To Michigan small towns

And remember what it's all about

Yeah it's

Enough money to keep the lights on

And 3 generations live on the farm

It's u-pickin in blueberry season

A million stars and a mandolin

I'll never be a billionaire

But how could I really care

In this small town fresh air

Phone free days

Sittin by the fireplace

We'll read all night and stay up too late

That's the way

I wanna live out my days

Yeah it might be time to move away

Back to

Enough money to keep the lights on

And 3 generations live on the farm

It's u-pickin in blueberry season

A million stars and a mandolin

I'll never be a billionaire

But how could I really care

In this small town fresh air

Where there's a white Christmas

The way it should be

Where lifes a little simpler

And I could raise a family

Somewhere there's time to play

And livin in the today

There's nothin wrong with the city

But this is home sweet home to me

Enough money to keep the lights on

And 3 generations live on the farm

It's u-pickin in blueberry season

A million stars and a mandolin

I'll never be a billionaire

But how could I really care

In this small town fresh air