Lazy Days - Dean Brody

I love the way twirl your hair

Those overalls and flip flops you wear

They way you'd smile

Waiting in your drive

Hot sunday afternoons

You didn't mind my rusty truck

Swinging by to pick you up

I missed your sweet face

It was six long days

Since I'd got to hang with you

And we'd throw two fly rods in the gunrack

Sweet tea biscuits on your lap

Sing to brown eyed girl my guitar

In the barn bridge shade

We're I'd number your freckles

And the times your fishing line tangled

And love on you in the meadow

By round bales of hay

No it ain't hard to remember

Those good ol' lazy days

And we'd stop by Ernies General store

Got two maple walnut icecream cones

Funny how they always seem

To get on your nose

Yeah when you'd ride with me

I'd cuss the moon tryin to get you back

Grap all the gears while you just laughed

Cause it was twelve o'clock

Porch lights turned off

Yeah and I was up the creek

And we'd throw two fly rods in the gunrack

Sweet tea biscuits on your lap

Sing to brown eyed girl on my guitar

In the barn bridge shade

I'd number your freckles

And the times your fishing line tangled

And love on you in the meadow

By round bales of hay

No it ain't hard to remember

Those good ol' lazy days

Ain't it funny how we never could sell

That old pick up of mine

Baby grab the keys I'll get the jumper cables

Cause it's about time

And we'd throw two fly rods in the gunrack

Sweet tea biscuits on your lap

Sing to brown eyed girl on my guitar

In the barn bridge shade

I'd number your freckles

And the times your fishing line gets tangled

And love on you in the meadow

By round bales of hay

No it ain't hard to remember

Baby do you remember

I think it's time we remember

Those good ol' lazy d