What Feelin' Good Feels Like

Sweet tea on a front porch Cold breeze through a screen door Watching a red sun sink and a full moon rise That's what feelin' good feels like Lay back in my old boots Slow hands on the clock moves Aunt Bea, Andy, and Opie in black and white That's what feelin' good feels like Sometimes it ain't the buzz in the bar on a Saturday night Sometimes a back road wind shield view is better than a high rise But taking it slow, that pulling me close look in her eyes That's what feelin' good feels like Couple crickets and cane pole Summer firefly light show Don Williams on the radio all night That's what feelin' good feels like Sometimes it ain't the buzz in the bar on a Saturday night Sometimes a back road wind shield view is better than a high rise But taking it slow, that pulling me close look in her eyes That's what feelin' good feels like Sometimes It ain't the buzz in the bar on a Saturday night Sometimes a back road wind shield view is better than a high rise But taking it slow, and seeing forever in her pretty eyes That's what feelin' good feels like Sweet tea on a front porch Cold breeze through a screen door Thanking the man upstairs for his simple life That's what feelin' good feels like