The Sleeping Bag Song

Fishin' poles leanin' on the tailgate BBQ briskets a startin' to glow Cabin light reflectin' off a quiet lake Nothin' more romantic than campfire smoke Haven't seen you much this past week girl You go your way and I go my mine Pass you on the porch, we're from two different worlds But this weekend we're gonna make it right We'll heat some rocks 'til they're red hot I'll throw 'em in a water trough Make a hot tub The rocky mountain kind Yeah it's time we took a rest We've got a love to protect So nothin' comes between you and I Let's share a sleepin' bag tonight We used hang out in that row boat Sure glad we brought it out tonight Lets hope that old girl, she still floats So I can catch us a couple big fish to fry You're as pretty as a picture in them gum boots Sand in your hair, mud on your cheeks I miss times like this, when I could hang out with you When love was young and time was free --- The Sleeping Bag Song - Dean Brody