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DOWN HOME SUNDAY AFTERNOON

STRETCHED OUT IN THE HAMMOCK
WORKING ON MY TAN
SHOULDERS TURNING RED
A COLD DRINK IN MY HAND
LISTENING TO THE RADIO PLAY MY FAVORITE TUNES
LITTLE JIMMY ON THE FRONT PORCH
PRACTICING KAZOO
MY WIFE MARY JUMPS IN WITH ME
SAYS THERE?S ROOM IN HERE FOR TWO
JUST ANOTHER DOWN HOME SUNDAY AFTERNOON

TEENAGERS PLAYING FOOTBALL
IN THE MIDDLE OF THE STREET
OUR DOG JUST CHASED OUR CAT
MISTER WHISKERS UP A TREE
THE NEIGHBOR MABEL JOHNSON IS PUTTING ON A SHOW
WATERING HER LAWN
HER BIKINI?S RIDING LOW
SHE MUST BE PUSHING FIFTY
BUT SHE THINKS SHE?S TWENTY-TWO
IT?S JUST ANOTHER DOWN HOME SUNDAY AFTERNOON

BRIDGE:
PILE EVERYBODY IN THE TRUCK
HEAD DOWN TO THE CREEK
LET ROVER RUN AMUCK
ROLL MY PANT LEGS TO MY KNEES
WADE OUT TO THE MIDDLE SAY HEY JIMMY JUMP ON IN
BUT HE?S MORE INTERESTED IN POLLYWOGS
THAN LEARNING HOW TO SWIM

DRIVE BACK TO THE HOUSE
STOP AND TAKE A LOOK AROUND
THANK THE LORD ABOVE
FOR HIS BLESSINGS THAT ABOUND
AT LAST IT?S COOLING OFF AS THE SUN BEGINS TO SINK
MARY SLAPS MY BACK AND SAYS
I?VE TURNED A LOVELY SHADE OF PINK
SHE TAKES SOME RIBS OUT OF THE FRIDGE
I FIRE UP THE BARBEQUE
THAT?S HOW WE DO IT ON A DOWN HOME SUNDAY AFTERNOON

THAT?S HOW WE DO IT
THAT?S HOW WE DO IT
THAT?S HOW WE DO IT ON A DOWN HOME SUNDAY AFTERNOON

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