Cash Poor. Dirt Rich
Released May 2017
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Lyrics

Days are getting longer, nights are getting warmer, it's time to get outside.
Soakin' up the sun rays, feelin' like a vacay, in this old lawn chair of mine.
Kick your boots off, nowhere to go. Kick the phone on airplane mode.
Crack a cold beer, I'm not wastin' time.

I'm in a summertime state of mind.
Camp fire stoked up, beer on ice, eatin' homemade burgers and apple pie.
I'm pittin' in, till the season ends. Leave my worries behind, in this summertime state of mind.

Coats are gettin' put away, ladies lookin' A-ok, yah you know how it is. The rivers risin' nice and high, my neighbors gettin' dry' sounds like he's poppin' in.
We're gettin' real loose' we're gettin' rowdy, put another log on this fire. Crank up the tunes, yah get on in there's only two nights in a weekend!

I'm in a summertime state of mind.
Camp fire stoked up, beer on ice, eatin' homemade burgers and apple pie.
I'm pittin' in, till the season ends. Leave my worries behind, in this summertime state of mind.