That hot old summer sun
Make you beg for your next breath
So you best be on the creek bank
Laid in the shade
Chewing on a hickory twig
Pass that bottle, Ill have me a swig
I aint got a lot, but I think I got it made
In the shade
Im just laid up here
In a country state of mind
Catching these fish
Like theyre going out of style
Drinking this homemade wine
Hey, if the sun dont come up tomorrow
People, I have 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
Aww, drinking his beer
And dialing up the request lines
Mama and old aunt Joan
Probably in the dining room trying to use the phone
Me, Im thinking about that girl
And later tonight, oh, yeah
Im just laid up here
In a country state of mind
Hey, Im catching these fish
Like theyre going out of style
Im drinking this homemade wine
And if the sun dont come up tomorrow
People, I have 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 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 aint it great to be living in the USA
Me, Im laid up here
In a country state of mind
Catching these fish
Like theyre going out of style
Drinking this homemade wine all the time
If the sun dont shine tomorrow
People, I have had a good time
Im just laid up here
In a country state of mind
I know where Hank Jrs at
Odle-lay-hee-oh
Odle-lay-hee-oh
Odle-lay-hee