"Fish Hunt Golf Drink" lyrics

If it wasn't for the taxman, wasn't for the bills
If it wasn't for the traffic in my windshield
If there wasn't always somewhere to be
And my life was really up to me

If I could have it my own way, ya know
Let me tell ya how every day would go

Wake up, coffee
Camo, climb tree
Wet line, 18
Fish, hunt, golf, drink
All fall, all spring, all summer long
I'll be livin' it up and livin' it on a
Country boy's dream
Fish, hunt, golf, drink

Well, I ain't breakin' 80, but I'm pretty damn close
Can't shoot a Boone and Crockett if you never get to go

I wanna feel me a good'n when I set the hook
Kick a hangover kickin' in the woods when I

Wake up, coffee
Camo, climb tree
Wet line, 18
Fish, hunt, golf, drink
All fall, all spring, all summer long
I'll be livin' it up and livin' it on a
Country boy's dream
Fish, hunt, golf, drink

A little chip, sip, rip a couple lips
Which food plot am I gonna sit?
A little chip, sip, rip a couple lips
I got my goals and they go like this

Wake up, coffee
Camo, climb tree
Wet line, 18
Hell, 36, y'all grab a drink
All fall, all spring, all summer long
I'll be livin' it up and livin' it on a
Country boy's dream
Fish, hunt, golf, drink

Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Fish, hunt, golf, drink
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Fish, hunt, golf, drink