In a little town where the moon shines bright,
Critters gather 'round in the pale moonlight,
From the farmlands and the forest glen,
Country furries rockin' once again.
Foxes in their boots, tails swingin' high,
Raccoons and rabbits dancin' by the fire,
Alpacas with their scarves, all cozy and warm,
Out in the fields, it's a furry swarm.
We're howlin' at the moon and we're feelin' free,
Country furries livin' wild, just you and me,
In our suits and boots, we find our place,
Out in the country, it's a furry embrace.
Down by the barn where the old creek flows,
Wolves and deer in their Sunday clothes,
Singin' tunes 'bout the open sky,
Hand in paw, as the fireflies fly.
Under stars so bright, near the old oak tree,
Livin' country dreams with our furry family,
With every hug, every playful grin,
The furry spirit surely kicks in.
So grab your tail, let's take a stand,
Country furry pride through this rural land,
Life's a little brighter, love's a little sweet,
In this patch of heaven, where furries meet.