Sundown, Kick Around

Respite in the backyard, on the first of the week

Tee-shirts and underwear, strung up in the breeze

I got time in my pocket, you know what that means

I'm talking 'bout just for a second nothing weighs on me

Sundown kick-around, have myself some wine

You can tell me stories where there's laundry on the line

Wearing todays dirt, and your so damn fine

Sundown kick-around, have myself some wine

Sundown kick-around, have myself some wine

The air 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

Sundown kick-around, have myself some wine

You could tell me stories where there's laundry on the line

Wearing todays dirt, well you're so damn fine

Sundown kick-around, have myself some wine

Sundown kick-around, have myself some wine

Sundown kick-around, have myself some wine

Sundown kick-around, have myself some wine

Sundown kick-around, have myself some wine

Sundown kick-around, have myself some wine

Sundown kick-around, have myself some wine

You could tell me stories where there's laundry on the line

Wearing todays dirt, well you're so damn fine

Sundown kick-around, have myself some wine

Sundown kick-around, have myself some wine