Sunny Skies - The String Cheese Incident

I want to go where the skies are sunny

I want to go where the hay grows so tall

I look at my lady and she smiles kinda funny

And we can sit and do nothin?

at all

Yeah, yeah, sitting around, doing nothing at all

Maybe Georgia or maybe Carolina

Want to go where the cost of living is low

Maybe Jamaica where the dope is finer

And we can sit and do nothin at all

Yeah, sitting and doing nothing, nothing, nothing at all

Take me back to New York and those thick green hills

Take me back to the farm house in the Catskills

Or take a walk in the woods

Or stop along the way to take a tumble in the hay

I want to go where the skies are sunny

I want to go where the hay grows so tall

I look at my lady and she smiles kinda funny

And we can sit and do nothin at all

Nothin, just hanging out, sitting on our butts on the beach

With a margarita in reach

I want to go where the skies are sunny

I want to go where the hay grows so tall

I look at my lady and she smiles kinda funny

And we can sit and do nothin at all

Just sitting around, just hangin out, got nothing special to do