Trace Adkins

Days like this
I can smell that fresh coffee beginning to brew
From the swing on this deck with a heck of a view
Of the sun burning steam off the lake and the dew off the ground
The weatherman's calling for clear as can be
And I believe that he's right cos my stubborn left knee
Is feeling awful dang good and that's just what I'm needing right now
So don't bring me the paper
Don't turn on the news
If it'll fire me up
Keep it away from my fuse
If the world's going to hell
Let it go I'll just blow it a kiss
I wanna think about things like that
On days like this
Some days are just made for a big change of plans
So bring me your body and baby let's dance
You're all that I want on my mind and my hands right now