Chuck Gillespie Summer Country Tour
I've got my rhymes and my reasons And I'm out for the season And I've learned there's no reasonin' with you I've got my six string guitar in the back of my car And I"ve got better things to do I'm a man with no plan but I really can't stand To spend a summer just sitting around
So I'll throw a bag together and pray for sunny weather put the top down and head on out of town
Where I'm goin' I don't even know Fill her up with gas and away I go
I'll throw a CD in the stereo, Kenny Chesney's got his toes in the sand
Brad and Keith are talkin' bout startin' a band Seems I'm Driving on Dierk's country roads
And Carrie's prayin Jesus will Take the wheel And I'm just prayin I get a good meal
On my Country Summer Tour
I find a tent for rent and I'm feeling really spent So I'll shack up for the rest of the night
But my old guitar is lonely in the car So I player her in the moonlight
There's people on the beach They come over to me and ask me To play them a tune Guitar starts strumming and the people are hummin This has got to be a perfect night in June
Where it will go I don't even know We trade in the guitar for the stereo We turn it on to country radio An older couple seems to be getting tired While young ones getting hotter by the ring of fire And a drunk girl can't seem to walk the line Kenny Chesney's got his toes in the sand Brad and Keith are talkin' bout starting a band Seems I'm livin' on country standard time While Alan Jackson's spelling out goodtime I'm just prayin that tomorrow will find me back on My Country Summer Tour
And when this summer time ends I'll head on back home the way this trip began
Where I'm going well I'm going home Fill her up with gas and away I go I'll throw a CD in the stereo Kenny Chesney's got his toes in the sand
Brad and Keith are talkin' bout startin' a band Oh Take me home, Country roads And Carrie's prayin Jesus will Take the wheel And I'm thanking God for one hell of a deal Oh thank heaven for my Country Summer Tour
