Aint This The Life
Aint this the life I ask you… Aint this the life
Fishin all day and tellin tall tales at night
Under the stars and by the campfire light
I ask you now buddy… Aint this the life
I don’t know why folks fuss and bother
Work and worry all the time
When all they really need now brother
Is a little brook and a fishing hook
And a good long piece of twine
Yeah that’ll do just fine…
Aint this the life I ask you …Aint this the life
Fishin’ all day and tellin’ tall tales at night
Do angels in heaven have it this good... not quite
I ask you now buddy…Aint this the life
We got blue sky up above us
River mud between our toes
No one here to push or shove us
And the only sound for miles around
Is a big old hungry crow
What I want to know…is
Aint this the life I ask you… Aint this the life
Fishin all day and tellin tall tales at night
Doin’ just what we want whenever we like
I ask you now buddy Aint this the life
When life gets a little crazy
Find yourself some shady trees
Where a stream is running lazy
And the only thing that’ll move your string
Is a catfish or a breeze
Won’t you tell me please...
Aint this the life I ask you.. Aint this the life
Catch ’em all day tell lies about ’em all night
Under the stars and by the campfire light
I ask you now buddy… Aint this the life
© 1998 Flying Stone Music
