作词 : Thomas Rhett/Rhett Akins/Will Bundy/Josh Thompson
作曲 : Thomas Rhett/Rhett Akins/Will Bundy/Josh Thompson
Thinkin' 'bout callin' in sick
Oh, just blowin' off work
And drive right by that exit sign
Where I punch the clock from 9 to 5
I'll roll the window down and I'll flip it the bird
Park my truck down at the dock
And see if this cell phone can skip like a rock
You can spend your whole life
Tryin' to make a killin'
But what's it all worth without a little livin'?
Don't wanna look back at all the things l'm missin'
And wake up wishin' I spent more time fishin', yeah
More time fishin', yeah
I don't care if I don't catch a thing
As long as I catch a buzz and a tan
Just a couple cheap-fold up seats
I can sit out on the bank and hold your hand
And a cold can
Yeah, I'm tired of wastin' my time
On traffic jams and boss mans, and chasin' a dime
You can spend your whole life
Tryin' to make a killin'
But what's it all worth without a little livin'?
Don't wanna look back at all the things l'm missin'
And wake up wishin' I spent more time fishin', yeah
More time fishin', yeah
A little more spin you 'round in the kitchen
A litle more Otis Redding, red wine sippin'
A little less 5 a.m.
A little more sleepin' in
A little more take it slow, backroad drive
You can spend your whole life
Tryin' to make a killin'
But what's it all worth without a little livin'? (Hey, yeah)
Don't wanna look back at all the things l'm missin'
And wake up wishin' I spent more time fishin', yeah
More time fishin', yeah
More time fishin'