Lazy Days

I love the way you twirl your hair

Those overalls and flip flops you wear

The way you'd smile waiting in your drive

Hot Sunday afternoons

You didn't mind my rusty truck

Swinging by to pick you up

I missed your sweet face, it was six long days

Since I'd got to hang with you

And we'd throw two fly rods in the gun rack

Sweet tea and biscuits on your lap

Sing to brown eyed girl

My guitar in the barn bridge shade

I'd number your freckles

And the times your fishing line tangled

And love on you in the meadow by round bales of hay

No, it ain't hard to remember those good old lazy days

And we'd stop by Ernie's General store

Got two maple walnut ice cream cones

Funny how they always seem to get on your nose

Yeah, when you'd ride with me

I'd cuss the moon tryin' to get you back

Ground all the gears while you just laughed

'Cause it was twelve o'clock, porch lights turned off

Yeah, and I was up the creek

And we'd throw two fly rods in the gun rack

Sweet tea and biscuits on your lap

Sing to brown eyed girl

My guitar in the barn bridge shade

I'd number your freckles

And the times your fishing line tangled

And love on you in the meadow by round bales of hay

No, it ain't hard to remember those good ol' lazy days

Ain't it funny how we never could sell that old pick up of mine

Baby grab the keys, I'll get the jumper cables 'cause it's about time

And we'd throw two fly rods in the gun rack

Sweet tea and biscuits on your lap

Sing to brown eyed girl

My guitar in the barn bridge shade

I'd number your freckles

And the times your fishing line gets tangled

And love on you in the meadow by round bales of hay

No, it ain't hard to remember

baby do you remember

I think it's time we remember those good lazy days