My Own Backyard
By: Jeni Carr
Description
Sometimes we just have to open our eyes to see that we already have everything we could ever want.
Lyrics
Sittin' here on Sunday 'neath the old shade tree- Sippin' on a cold one in the hot summer breeze- Pettin' on an old dog while the kids run and scream- I think to myself how lucky can one person be? Cause I don't have to be anything but me- Theres no put-on show for all the world to see- and havin' it all don't have to be so hard- Cause I found it all right in my own backyard- A bucket of chicken and we all gather 'round- We bow our heads and say a prayer- Theres nowhere else I'd rather be right now- It don't get better than this I swear- Cause I don't have to be anything but me- Theres no put-on show for all the world to see- and havin' it all don't have to be so hard- Cause I found it all right in my own backyard- Yeah I found it all.... Sittin' here on Sunday 'neath the old shade tree- Sippin' on a cold one in the hot summer breeze....