High Times Like These

Shooting guns and playing music And fishing rods and beautiful women

Fish to clean and scavenger hunt It's like a cowboy's big dream

As a kid I used to dream of Jesse James Sometimes you wake up to an Ace of Spades

Like King Roger said Ace of Lights You got to know when to fold them, yeah

So the little things, what's a nice phrase The darkness can't lead the way

It's the blues or the foster's man Mostly a better grade than you're on your way

So it's hot tubs like these It's rebel styles like these

I can tell that I like all of these The living hell, she's pretty for skin red

A bandit's as good as these No cowgirls can shake her love

That's what I saw in a family's love