Nothing But A Breeze

Life is just too short for some folks

For other folks it just drags on

Some folks like the taste of smokey whiskey

Others figure tea's too strong

I'm the kind of guy who likes to stand in the middle

I don't like all this bouncing back and forth

Me, I want to live with my feet in Dixie

and my head in the cool blue north

In a small suburban cottage not a single neighbor knows our name

I know that the woman wishes we could move

where the houses aren't all the same

"Say, Johnny, I would like to go where the grass is greener

I couldn't really say where it might be

But some place high on a mountaintop down by the deep blue sea."



There we'll do just as we please, 'cause it ain't nothing but a breeze.



Someday I'll be old grey grandpa

All the pretty girls will call me "Sir"

Now when they're asking me how things are

Soon they'll ask me how things were

I don't mind being an old grey grandpa

as long as you'll be my grey grandma

And I think we should move with our tea and cookies

to the shade of the old Paw Paw



There we'll do just as we please, 'cause it ain't nothing but a cool breeze



Life is just too short for some folks

For other folks it just drags on

Some folks like the taste of smokey whiskey

Others figure tea's too strong

I'm the kind of guy who likes to stand in the middle

I don't like all this bouncing back and forth

Me, I want to live with my feet in Dixie

and my head in the cool blue north

I said: Me, I want to live with my feet in Dixie

and my head in the cool blue north