(Don Sampson/Wynn Varble)
I like kickin' back on the sofa
Flippin' through the channels just to see what's on
I enjoy eatin' eggs over easy
Soppin' up with a biscuit 'til the yellow's gone.
Chorus:
Ain't nothin' like watchin' a bunch of young'ns
Run screamin' through the sprinkler in their little bare feet
And ain't nothin' like finding twenty dollars
In the pocket of the britches that you wore last week.
--- Instrumental ---
I get into getting out on my mower
In the early mornin' hours 'fore the sun gets hot
And I like goin' down to the Kroger
When the carnival comes to the parkin' lot.
2nd Chorus:
Ain't nothin' like throwin a hula popper
Draggin' it across a spot a big 'un oughta be
And ain't nothin like having him for supper
With some good hush puppies and some sweet iced tea.
--- Instrumental ---
This old world holds all kind of treasures
And every day it just keeps gettin' better.
3rd Chorus:
Ain't nothin like finding that woman
That you know you're gonna love for the rest of your life
And ain't nothin' like knowing the Lord's a comin'
Back one day to make you want to do right.
Chorus:
Ain't nothin' like watchin' a bunch of young'ns
Run screamin' through the sprinkler in their little bare feet
And ain't nothin' like finding twenty dollars
In the pocket of the britches that you wore last week.
2nd Chorus:
Ain't nothin' like throwin a hula popper
Draggin' it across a spot a big 'un oughta be
And ain't nothin like having him for supper
With some good hush puppies and some sweet iced tea...
--- Instrumental & whistling to fade ---
