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