Текст (слова) песни «Back Porch»

I wake up every Saturday
Step out my door and smile
Think of what happened yesterday
That memory fades and dies

I need no implications,
To tell me that I'm fine,
I just stare into the bright sun,
And down a trove of wine

Chorus:
Not gonna levitate by some counterweight
I've got the means to get by,
And if you come home soon, make it this afternoon
I'm on my back porch, “Hi”!

With everyday I celebrate

With every bottle down
The tree's are all surrounding me
The leaves never touch the ground

The weekend sky's my canopy
The weekend dew's my guide
The weekend night's my philanthropy
The weekend brew's my ride

Chorus:
Not gonna levitate by some counterweight
I've got the means to get by,
And if you come home soon, make it this afternoon
I'm on my back porch, “Hi”!