Morning on the Lake

The coffee's brewing the sun's still shy Got a cooler full of coal

and a clear blue sky My old dog sitting in the shotgun seat

Tailgate dreams and muddy boots on my feet Fogs rolling over that pine tree

bend that's the kind of view I call a no deadlines,

no city noise Just me, my truck and some country joy Got my boat

in tow and my heart wide open Radio up that sunrise

golden life feels good with the world There still casting lines and

chasing thrills Ain't nothing better God couldn't make Then I'm moaning on the lake