The Ranchhands - Back Porch State of Mind | Текст песни

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I wake up early get home too late
my 9 to 5 goes to 7 these days
I just do it to survive
I feed my wallet try to feed my soul
I don?t get bent out of shape when I'm not in control
but sometimes I wanna scream

so I picture myself in a cabin near mountain stream
it's my monday morning daydream

it's out in the woods
it's under the stars
there's a red rocking chair with one broken arm
I'm looking out on 20 acres of a perfect peaceful dream
my troubles are gone
they've all disappeared
in an old mason jar full of homemade beer
a better place you'll never find
I'm in a back porch state of mind

sometimes I feel like the only one who
knows how things work and how work gets done
but my paycheck looks the same

I've got a good life and I hate to complain
but I'm stuck in a rut of my day after day
and I feel it's time for a change

I found a beat up shack in the middle of nowhere I know it's all that I need
just a 3 hour drive out of town but it's a world away for me

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