Life is just too
short for some folks
And for other folks it just drags on
Some folks like the taste
of smoky whiskey
Others figure tea is too strong
Well, I'm the type of guy
that wants it right down the middle
Now, I don't like all this
bouncin' back and forth
Oh, me, I want to live with my feet in Dixie
And my head in the cool blue north
In a small suburban garden
Now, not a single neighbor knows our name
I know the woman wishes we
would move someplace
Where the houses aren't all the same
Oh, Jesse, I wish you would take me
Where the grass is greener
I couldn't really say where that may be
I know it's someplace
high on a mountaintop
And down by the deep blue sea
And there we Do just as we please
It ain't nothin' but a breeze
And one day I'll be old Greg Grandpa
And all the pretty girls will call me sir
And now when they're askin'
me how things are
Well soon they'll ask me
how things were
Well, I don't mind being
an old great -grandpa
As long as you'll be my great -grandma
But I wish we would move
with our tea and cookies
To the shade of an old paw paw
And there we will do just
as we please
And life is just too short for some folks
For other folks it just drags on
Some folks like the taste
of smoky whiskey
Others figure tea is too strong
Well, I am the type of guy
that wants to drive the middle
Now, I don't like all this
bouncin' back and forth
For me, I want to live with my feet in Dixie
And my head in the cool blue
North
Me, I want to live with my feet in Dixie
And my head up the cool blue North
Me, I want to live with my
big old feet in Dixie
And my head up in the cool blue North
Thank you.