| That hot, old summer sun
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| Make you beg for your next breath
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| So you best be on the creek bank
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| Laid in the shade
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| Chewin' on a hickory twig
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| Pass that bottle, I’ll have me a swig
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| I ain’t got a lot
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| But I think I got it made in the shade
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| I’m just laid up here in a country state of mind
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| Hey, I’m catching these fish like they’re goin' out of style
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| Drinkin' this homemade wine
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| Lord, if the sun don’t come up tomorrow
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| People, I have had a good time
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| I’m just laid up here in a country state of mind
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| I bet the old man’s in the kitchen
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| Got my kind of music on his radio
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| Drinkin' his beer and dialin' up the request line
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| Momma and old Aunt Joan
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| Probably in the dining room tryin' to use the phone
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| Me, I’m thinkin' about that girl and later tonight
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| I’m just laid up here in a country state of mind
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| Hey, I’m catching these fish like they’re goin' out of style
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| Drinkin' this homemade wine
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| Lord, if the sun don’t come up tomorrow
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| People, I have had a good time
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| I’m just laid up here in a country state of mind
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| You know, the rednecks and the preppies
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| They and their discos and honkytonks
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| Somewhere between raising hell and «Amazing Grace»
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| Lord, I know just how they feel
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| Gotta get out and kick up your heels
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| And ain’t it great to be livin' in the U.S.A.
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| Me, I’m laid up here in a country state of mind
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| Hey, I’m catchin' these fish like they’re goin' out of style
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| Drinkin' this homemade wine
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| Well, if the sun don’t come up tomorrow
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| Won’t you know that I had a good time?
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| I’m just laid up here in a country state of mind |