In A Breeze

Yeah I'm on that countryside Bending corners swinging wide Living this high life

Starched down I'm feeling fly Racing in my big truck trying to kill a big buck

If I see a squirrel or hog

You know he ran outta

Racing across the country line Somewhere deep in the pine Always losing track of time Chilling in the sunshine moving

Like a mob boss I got the drip Like hot sauce deep threat Im in The woods far away from the

Law

Deer stand and a little land is all I really need

Somewhere on a creek

Far from city streets

Clear skies on the countryside