Nothing But A Breeze

Life is just too short for some folks
For other folks it just drags on
Some folks like the taste of smokey whiskey
Others figure tea's too strong
I'm the kind of guy who likes to stand in the middle
I don't like all this bouncing back and forth
Me, I want to live with my feet in Dixie
and my head in the cool blue north
In a small suburban cottage not a single neighbor knows our name
I know that the woman wishes we could move
where the houses aren't all the same
"Say, Johnny, I would like to go where the grass is greener
I couldn't really say where it might be
But some place high on a mountaintop down by the deep blue sea."

There we'll do just as we please, 'cause it ain't nothing but a breeze.

Someday I'll be old grey grandpa
All the pretty girls will call me "Sir"
Now when they're asking me how things are
Soon they'll ask me how things were
I don't mind being an old grey grandpa
as long as you'll be my grey grandma
And I think we should move with our tea and cookies
to the shade of the old Paw Paw

There we'll do just as we please, 'cause it ain't nothing but a cool breeze

Life is just too short for some folks
For other folks it just drags on
Some folks like the taste of smokey whiskey
Others figure tea's too strong
I'm the kind of guy who likes to stand in the middle
I don't like all this bouncing back and forth
Me, I want to live with my feet in Dixie
and my head in the cool blue north
I said: Me, I want to live with my feet in Dixie
and my head in the cool blue north