Sundown kick-around, have yourself some wine
You can tell me stories with your laundry on the line
Wearing the days dirt, well your so damn fine
Having a sundown kick-around, have yourself some wine
Sundown kick-around, have yourself some wine
Resting in the backyard, on the first of the week
Tee-shirts and underwear, strum up in the breeze
I got time in my pocket, and you know what that means
I'm talking 'bout this for a second nothing waits on me
Your so cool and fine, I don't mind feeling small
Staring at your lazy-top and your tiny overalls
Not even insecure, not waiting for the fall
Yeah, sitting porch-side strumming, man, I got it all
