Spend my weekdays in the city

Spend my weekends in the hills

While everyone's so busy

I can finally sit still

Don't wanna look back when I'm sixty

And only see my paid bills

After these weekdays in the city

Gotta spend my weekends in the hills

So my nights spent getting frisky

No longer get my answers from a still

Just a couple loved ones and some whiskey

Rather have the taste of something real

Don't need anything too flashy

Whatcha see is whatcha get

If people ever quite talking

Then they may finally catch their breath

Remember what my father told

Now listen to me son

Don't get caught up in chasing money

Just let the river run

Don't bother going fishing

At the bottom of the well

You may catch all that you're wishing

But you won't realize that you fell

Spend my weekdays in the city

Spend my weekends in the hills

While everyone's so busy

I can finally sit still

Don't wanna look back when I'm sixty

And only see my paid bills

After these weekdays in the city

God I need my weekends in the hills