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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 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
Chris Janson everyone

I bet thе 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
They probably in the dining room tryin' to use the phone
Me, I'm thinkin' about that Ryman crowd later tonight

I'm just laid up here in a country state of mind
I'm catchin' 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
Make some Noise

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