Listen to a live recording of Line-Dryin’ Fine Kinda Day by Rocky and Carrie Roer:
Lyrics:
The girls have been sick, but they’re on the mend
Maybe we oughta lay low again
Cuddle and read, and play some pretend
It sounds alright to me
Legos and blocks on the living room floor
The girls have moved on, they now play Connect Four
It’s good for them to experience bored
I think it’s gonna be
Another line dryin’ fine kinda day
With no work to get in our way
It’s a sun-shinin’, tree climbin’, take time to play
It’s a line-dryin’ fine kinda day!
We’ll go in the garden and play in the dirt
Some mud on their faces ain’t gonna hurt
We’ll hook up the hose and we’ll teach ‘em to squirt
And make rainbows in the spray
I might get ambitious and mow the yard
Or sit on the deck and play some guitar
Maybe we’ll find them old playing cards
And deal up another game
It’s a line dryin’ fine kinda day
With no work to get in our way
It’s a frisbee-flingin’, tire-swingin’, playin’ outside day
It’s a line-dryin’ fine kinda day!
The kids are all napping, we’re finally alone
Baby put down the laptop, and turn off the phone
It’s time we take a little nap of our own
Maybe we’ll even sleep
When was the last time it was just me and you
With nowhere to go, and nothing to do?
Let’s lie together for an hour or two
Yeah, it feels so good to be
On a line dryin’ fine kinda day
With no work to get in our way
It’s a hammock lyin’, kite-flyin, trees all a-sway,
It’s a line-dryin’ fine kinda day!
Playin’ music in the park and rushin’ home before it’s dark
To build ourselves a little campfire
Countin’ fireflies and laughin’ at the man in the moon
“Daddy look! The Big Dipper!” and “over there is Jupiter!”
“Can I stay up a little while more?”
“Sorry Bud. Bedtime’s coming soon…”
It’s a line-dryin’ fine kinda day
With no work to get in our way
It’s a sun-shinin’, tree climbin’, take time to play
It’s a frisbee-flingin’, tire-swingin’, playin’ outside day
It’s a hammock lyin’, kite-flyin, trees all a-sway,
It’s a line-dryin’ fine kinda day!
Now the fire’s roastin’, s’mores are toastin’, it’s the end of the day
Another a line-dryin’ fine kinda day
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep…
Copyright 2014 Rocky and Carrie Roer
