Country State Of Mind (1986) Lyrics

Country State Of Mind (1986) lyrics

That hot old summer sun makes you beg for your next breath

 So you best be on the creek bank laying in the shade

 Chewing on a hickory twig pass the bottle Ill have me a swig

 I aint got a lot but I think I got it made

 

 Im just laid up here in a country state of mind

 Catching these fish like theyre going out of style drinking this home-made
wine

 Hey if the sun dont come up tomorrow, people Ive had a good time

 Im just laid up here in a country state of mind

 

 I bet the old mans in the kitchen hes got my kind of music on his radio

 Aah, drinking his beer and dialing up the request line

 Mama and old Aunt Joan probably in the dining room trying to use the phone

 Me, Im thinking about that girl and later tonight

 

 Im just laid up here in a country state of mind

 Catching these fish like theyre going out of style drinking this home-made
wine

 Well if the sun dont come up tomorrow, people Ive had a good time

 Im just laid up here in a country state of mind

 

 You know the rednecks and the preppies; theyre in their disco and
honkytonks

 Somewhere between raising hell and Amazing Grace

 Lord I know just how they feel, you gotta to get out and kick up your heels

 And aint it great to be living in the USA

 

 Me, Im just laid up here in a country state of mind

 Catching these fish like theyre going out of style drinking this home-made
wine

 If the sun dont come up tomorrow, people Ive had a good time

 Im just laid up here in a country state of mind