Lyrics

OUR BACKYARD PARADISE

Theres a gentle breeze, thru the trees
Listen close, to those, wind chimes
Our Friends show up, for our Sunday Jam
Now, That's our back yard, paradise

With lots of room, for the dogs to run
And an outside crib, for the little ones
We got lots to eat and drink, we can swim , in the pond
That's our, back, yard, paradise

Chorus We live so far out, Nobody lives behind us
On a long gravel road, Yeah, we're use to the dust ( yeah, we eat some dust)
But it leads us right to, all, that matters
Our loved ones, In our back yard, paradise

Break down. Lightning bugs, frogs and crickets too
Close your eyes, and listen to the, magic wind chimes

The smell of honey suckle, and apple pie
Ice cold beer, and lots of, chicken fry
Whip-o-wills at night , and sound, of sweet guitars
That's our back yard, paradise

Chorus....... Out