Country Dreams Harry Chapin

This phone's growing into my ear
I made three hundred calls today
Though yours is the only voice that I wanna hear
I got to make me a living someway

I know you hate me doing this
You say I'm selling out
But how in the hell is a mad s'posed to live?
Selling's what it's all about

Hello, Sir, I'm the Pocono Land
Development Company
And I'm calling you with an offer of some land
That you'll just have to see
A quarter-acre plot, that's what I've got for you
Nineteen ninety-five, four hundred dollars down
And just ten bucks a week
It's two short hours from New York City
A Pocono Land Site green and pretty
There's lakes there, and trout streams
Mountain views, Country Dreams
Country Dreams

We dreamed our dreams in college, girl
Back then we thought we should
And we promised that we would save the world
Way back then we thought we could