Sundown kick-around, have yourself some wine You can tell me stories with your laundry on the line Wearing the days dirt, well your so damn fine Having a sundown kick-around, have yourself some wine Sundown kick-around, have yourself some wine Resting in the backyard, on the first of the week Tee-shirts and underwear, strum up in the breeze I got time in my pocket, and you know what that means I'm talking 'bout this for a second nothing waits on me Your so cool and fine, I don't mind feeling small Staring at your lazy-top and your tiny overalls Not even insecure, not waiting for the fall Yeah, sitting porch-side strumming, man, I got it all