Livin’ It

We were kicking up our feet on the Brazos River

Soaking in that sun, the girls hoping for a tan

The brisk taste of an under-age beer rests on our tongues

Charlie Daniels Band plays loud on the stereo

 

It’s summertime, free time, any time, this time

We’re living each and every day to its fullest

Dancing and laughing until the moon rises high

Sleeping in the bed of trucks, waking to the morning sun

 

Some people say we’re nuts, others say we’re just children

But we know we’re real, we’re honest, and we’re here to stay

I’m going to enjoy my time on this earth

I’m going to get a jump start on those still realizing that

 

It’s summertime, free time, any time, this time

We’re living each and every day to its fullest

Cursing and grinning until the moon rises high

Sleeping in the bed of trucks, waking to the morning sun

 

We smile a secret, lighting up that cigarette

We laugh in rebellion as we drink that cold crisp beer

As we grow and learn to treasure those talks with Mom,

We’ll kick up our feet in the Brazos River

 

Our toes drag across the surface, sending ripples out

The lazy air gathers around, warming us

Someone changes the song and it’s a sudden concert

As “Devil Went Down to Georgia” plays in the sun

 

It’s summertime, free time, any time, this time

We’re living each and every day to its fullest

Beckoning and singing until the moon rises high

Sleeping in the beds of trucks, waking to the morning sun

 

No shame in living life in a tube on the river, laying in the sun

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