That hot old summer sun
Will make you beg for your next breath
So you best be on the creek bank
Laid in the shade
Chewing on a hickory twig
Past that bottle I'll have me a swig
I ain't got a lot
But I think I got it made
In the shade
I'm just laid up here
In a country state of mind
Can't get out of my mind
Can't get out of my mind
Catching these fish
Like they're going out of style
Drinking this homemade wine
Hey, if the sun don't come up tomorrow
People ought to have had a good time
I'm just laid up here
In a country state of mind
I bet the old man's in the kitchen
He's got my country
And a ton of music on his radio
All drinking his beer
And dialing up the request line
Hey, my mama and old Aunt Joan
They're probably in the dining room
Trying to use the phone
Me, I'm thinking about that girl
And later tonight
I'm just laid up here
In a country state of mind
Yeah, I'm catching these fish
Like they're going out of style
I'm sipping that homemade wine
And if the sun don't come up tomorrow
Lordy people, I've had a good time
I'm just laid up here
In a country state of mind
You know the rednecks and the preppies
They're in their discos and honky-tonks
Oh, somewhere between
Raisin' hell and amazing grace
Lord, I know just how they feel


You gotta get out and kick up your heels
Ain't it great to be living in the U.S.A.?
Yeah, I'm laid up here
In a country state of mind
Yeah, I'm catching these fish
Like they're going out of style
Drinking this homemade wine
And if the sun don't shine tomorrow
Lordy people, I've had a good time
I'm just laid up here



In a country state of mind
Yeah, I'm laid up here
In a country state of mind