Songtexte More Time Fishin' - Thomas Rhett

You're thinking 'bout calling in sick
Or just blowing off work
And drive right by that exit sign
Where I punched the clock from nine to five
I roll the window down and I flip at the bird

Park my truck down at the dock
See if this cellphone can skim like a rock

You can spend your whole life trying to make a killing
But what's it all worth without a little living?
Don't wanna look back at all the things I'm missing
And wake up wishing I spent more time fishin', yeah
More time fishin', yeah

I don't care if I don't kiss a thing
As long as I catch a buzz and tan
Just a couple cheap, fold up seats
I can sit up on the bank and hold your hand
And a cold can

I'm tired of wasting my time
On traffic jams and boss mans and chasing a dime

You can spend your whole life trying to make a killing
But what's it all worth without a little living
Don't wanna look back at all the things I'm missing
And wake up wishing I spend more time fishin', yeah
More time fishin', yeah

Woah-woah
Yeah-yeah

A little more spin you round in the kitchen
A little more Otis Redding, red wine sipping
A little less 5:00 a.m.
A little more sleeping in
A little more take it slow backroad drive

You could spend your whole life trying to make a killing
But what's it all worth without a little living
Don't wanna look back at all the things I'm missing
Wake up wishing I spend more time fishin', yeah
More time fishin', yeah

Oh-woah-oh-oh
More time fishin', mmm, mmm