It's the sound of the gravel on a backroad
It's a catfish pulling on a line
It's the screen door swinging on the front porch
It's the crickets chirping in the night
That's the sound of a tractor on a wheat field
And a herd of horses running wild
It's a hammer pounding nails on an old, red barn door
Right on time
Yeah, that's the rhythm of a laid-back country state of mind
Yeah, kick your feet up if you're down
Come on, won't you stay a while?
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
It's the stomp on the metal of the bleachers
And the buzz of them overtime lights
It's the sound of dropped-down tailgate
Parked beside a midnight bonfire
And I can hear the preacher read the good word
While the Sunday morning church bells chime
I can hear the neighbors every time throw a banger
On a Friday night
Yeah, that's the rhythm of a laid-back country state of mind
Yeah, kick your feet up if you're down
Come on, won't you stay a while?
All you gotta do is feel the beat
Get into the groove, just roll with me tonight
Yeah, that's the rhythm of a laid-back country state of mind
Yeah, that's the rhythm of a laid-back country state of mind
Yeah, kick your feet up if you're down
Come on, won't you stay a while?
All you gotta do is feel the beat
Get into the groove, just roll with me tonight
Yeah, that's the rhythm of a laid-back country state of mind
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na