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