Come and sit in the scorching sear
Put on a hat and pull out a beer

Hollar out a howdy and a y'all or two
Then smack at the squitos and tell them to shoo

Pull out a tent and let's go camping
Don't grab a trailer unless your glamping

Climb a tree or wade in a brook
Then go grab those dogs you've been waiting to cook

April, May, June, July
Hurricane season won't fly by

It will sit and sit and relieve itself
'Knock all the stuff off of your shelf

Then comes winter and no, no, no
Before you say it, it just won't snow

Big red Santa in a cowboy hat
Before you ask it he's the same less fat

Look around at this beautiful place
'Then wipe the salty sweat off your face

'Scratch your bites, tug your hat round your ears.'
This is my home and I love living here