G C G
That hot ol' summer sun. Make you beg for your next breath,
D
So you best be on the creek bank a laid in the shade.
G C G
Chewin' on a hickory twig, pass that bottle I'll have me a swig.
D G
I ain't got a lot but I think I got it made.
Chorus:
C G
I'm just laid up here in a country state of mind.
Catchin' these fish like they're goin' out of style
and drinkin' this
D G C
homemade wine. Hey, if the sun don't come up tomorrow,
G D
people ought of had a good time, just laid up here in at country
G
state of mind.
I bet the old man's in the kitchen, he's got my kind
of music on his radio.
Oh I'm drinkin' his beer and dialin' up the requestin' line.
Well mamma
????????????, probably in the dining room tryin'
to use the phone. Me, I'm
thinkin' about that girl and later tonight.
Chorus
A D
Well the red necks and the red beards are in their discos
and honky-
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tonks, somewhere between raising hell and amazing grace.
Lord, I
A D A
know just how they feel you gotta get out and kick up your heels,
E7
and ain't it great to be livin' in the USA.
Chorus
D A
I'm just laid up here in a country state of mind.
Catchin' these fish like they're goin' out of style
and drinkin' this
E7 A D
homemade wine. Hey, if the sun don't shine tomorrow,
A E7
people ought of had a good time, just laid up here in at country
A
state of mind.
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