Life is just too short for some folks;
For other folks it just drags on
Some folks like the taste of smokey whiskey;
Others figure tea's too strong
I'm the kind of guy who likes to stand in the middle
I don't like all this bouncing back and forth
Me, I want to live with my feet in Dixie
and my head in the cool blue north

In a small suburban garden not a single neighbour knows our name
I know that the woman wishes we could move
where the houses aren't all the same
"Say, Johnny, I would like to go where the grass is greener
I couldn't really say where it might be
But some place high on a mountaintop down by the deep blue sea"
There we'll do just as we please, 'cause it ain't nothing but a breeze

Someday I'll be your great grandpa
All the pretty girls will call me "Sir"
Now when they're asking me how things are
Soon they'll ask me how things were
I don't mind being an old grey grandpa
as long as you'll be my great grandma
And I think we should move with our tea and cookies
to the shade of the old Pau Pau

There we'll do just as we please, 'cause it ain't nothing but a cool breeze

Life is just too short for some folks;
For other folks it just drags on
Some folks like the taste of smokey whiskey;
Others figure tea's too strong
I'm the kind of guy who likes to stand in the middle
I don't like all this bouncing back and forth
Me, I want to live with my feet in Dixie
and my head in the cool blue north
I said: Me, I want to live with my feet in Dixie
and my head in the cool blue north