Did you climb on bails of hay And go swimming in the lake Did you wander through the corn Minnesota bred and born Did you pretend that you were wed To a military man Imagining your kids Blue shutters, picket fence The days were long The fires were warm The starry nights The frosty morn The sun shining down again Each day was better than the last If I could bring you back again I'd give my future for your past Did you lie awake in bed Talking with your friends As questions would arise Would you giggle in surprise If George Harrison were here Would you run away in fear Would you kiss him on the cheek Or smile bashfully The days were long The fires were warm The starry nights The frosty morn The sun shining down again Each day was better than the last If I could bring you back again I'd give my future for your past Stories that I'll never know Numbered like sand on the shore Up to the mind to devise A picture of the country life