Soon a simple afternoon will follow Soon I won't be walking on egg shells Empty my pink piggy bank of quarters Pack my clothes in Grandpa's old suitcase I want to race down the free way To Nashville and US of A I'll stop looking over my shoulder Leave hard times they're getting in my way Build a home, a swing set in the back yard Sunday barbeque with all my friends Ceasars on the porch on any evening Light a fire and dance our cares away I want to sing by the ocean Waiting pants rolled to my knees Swim suit, no suit, barefoot on the seashore Sun-kissed by time I hit the hay (Whistling) Tip your hat and spin me round the dance floor Throw your line and try to reel me in Getting warmer so what are you waiting for Go for broke and catch me if you can I want to sing by the ocean I want to live by the sea I will sing this diddy for my best friend My best friend likes me either way I want to race down the free way To Nashville and US of A I'll stop looking over my shoulder Goodbye hard times getting on my way Goodbye hard times getting on my way