Lyrics:
Paisley Brad

When I get where I'm going On the far side of the sky The first thing that I'm gonna do Is spread my wings and fly I'm gonna land beside a lion And run

Inflatable pool full of dad's hot air I was three years old splashin' everywhere And so began my love affair with water On a river bank with all my friends

Goodness gracious Kentucky jelly

Well, I love her But I love to fish I spend all day out on this lake And Hell is all I catch But today she met me at the door Said, I would have to choose

She'd rather wear a pair of cut-off jeans than a fancy evening dress And with her windows rolled down And her hair blown all around She's a hot southern

I filled up two shopping carts late last night One was full of fishing gear, the other Miller Lite The checkout lady laughed and said you think you've

I went to see Father of the Bride with a girl back home we broke up before the sequal, so I went to that one all alone. I wondered who I'd wind up with

I opened my eyes, look at the clock It says eight fifteen Stumble out of bed, fumble down the hall Still half asleep Opened up a window, opened up the

When I was ten years old I remember thinkin' how cool it would be When we were goin' on an eight hour drive And I could just watch TV And I'd have given