Story Behind The Song

Someone close who has gone thru alot but has a back porch with a bar-b-que pit and tiki torches, a guitar and a means to escape from everyday pressures.

Song Description

Everyone has a paradise to escape to. There own backyard. City, Country, Suburban, Metropolitan. The just of the song can be related to anything that is a chore or a problem or situation in there life. Sometimes you just need to escape. Smell the roses.

Lyrics

Sippin? my 1st cup of coffee ? Sitten on my front porch swing
House looks good but the yard is the worst that I?ve ever seen
It?s Sunday morning and, I?m feelin pretty worn and, don?t think much will get done if it?s all left up to me

(Bridge I)
There?s trees needin trimming
And fence needing menden, and vines to be pulled I can?t reach
The dogs needin feedin
The grass needs some seedin
I?d rather spend time on my country beach

(Chorus)
I?m gonna sit on the shore out my back door
Hear music thru a box from a Walmart store
Wearin baggies, flip flops and a cap I shouldn?t wear anymore

I?m gonna fire up the pit for some barbeque
Invite one or two friends or maybe a few
We?ll have drinks with umbrellas and more than enough cold brew.
At my Tropical Paradise with a Country View.

I got fields I can see from my back yard
Got a creek and a pond I wanna fish real hard
Got some hay needin cuttin but I?m not budging at all

My oil needs changing on the tractor in the shed
Need to make all my rounds, make sure the livestock are fed
All this thinking causes drinking something with salt, lime and a straw

(Chorus)

They?re playin Jimmy Buffet on the radio
I got tiki torches burnin and I?m ready to go
I grab my guitar so I can give ole Jimmy his due
At my Tropical Paradise with a Country View

There?s trees needin trimming
And fence needing menden, and vines to be pulled I can?t reach
The dogs needin feedin
The grass needs some seedin
I?d rather spend time on my country beach

(Chorus)