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That hot old summer sun make you beg for your next breath So you best be on the creek bank laid in the shade Chewin on a hickory twig, pass that bottle, I'll have me a swig I ain't got a lot, but I think I got it made, in the shade I'm just laid up here in a country state of mind Catchin these fish like they're goin out of style Drinkin this homemade wine Hey, if the sun don't come up tomorrow People, I've had a good time I'm just laid up here in a country state of mind I bet the old man's in the kitchen He's got my kind of music on his radio Oh, drinkin his beer and dialin up the request line Momma and old Aunt Joan Probably in the dining room tryin to use the phone Me, I'm thinkin about that girl and later tonight Oh, yeah I'm just laid up here in a country state of mind Hey, I'm atchin these fish like they're goin out of style I'm drinkin this homemade wine And if the sun don't come up tomorrow People, I've had a good time I'm just laid up here in a country state of mind Songtexte You know, the red necks and the hippies They are in their discos and honkytonks Somewhere between raising hell and amazing grace Lord, I know just how they feel You gotta get out and kick up your heels And ain't it great to be livin in the USA Me, I'm laid up here in a country state of mind Catchin these fish like they're goin out of style And drinkin this homemade wine, all the time If the sun don't shine tomorrow People, I have had a good time I'm just laid up here in a country state of mind (I know where Hank Jr is) Yodel-ay-ee-oh, yodel-ay-ee-oh Yodel-ay-ee-hee Hee, hee Aus Songtexte Mania