| Fishin poles leanin' on the tailgate
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| Bbq brickets a startin to glow
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| Cabin light reflectin off a quiet lake
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| Nothin more romantic than campfire smoke
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| Haven’t seen you much this past week girl
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| You go your way and I go my mine
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| Pass u on the porch, we’re from two different worlds
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| But this weekend we’re gonna make it right
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| We’ll heat some rocks till they’re red hot
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| I’ll throw 'em in a water trough
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| Make a hot tub
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| The rocky mountain kind
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| Yeah it’s time we took a rest
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| We’ve got a love to protect
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| So nothin' comes between you and I
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| Let’s share a sleepin' bag tonight
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| We used hang out in that row boat
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| Sure glad we brought it out tonight
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| Lets hope that old girl, she still floats
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| So I can catch us a couple big fish to fry
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| Your as pretty as a picture in them gum boots
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| Sand in your hair, mud on your cheeks
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| I miss times like this, when I could hang out with you
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| When love was young and time was free |