I park my Chevy, board a westbound plane
Knock on a few doors back where I came
And spin an old record out track by track
It's been a while since I heard a song like that
Me and my buddies go drinking 'til dawn
And catch up on laughing since I've been gone
Let a little bit of Old make me feel brand new
If I had a week with nothin' to do

'Cause a day just ain't enough
Couldn't even touch the time it takes to fill me up
What I need's somewhere I'm from
But I'm on the run with no time to lose
But if I had a week with nothin' to do

I'd blow smoke rings and watch 'em disappear
Into three-hundred acres of heifers and steers
Do some farm pond fishing with my uncle Joe
And listen to the stories that never get old
I'd take a break from the red lights and the concrete
And put my old Red Wings back on my feet
Let a little bit of old make me feel brand new
If I had a week with nothin' to do

Because a day just ain't enough
Couldn't even touch the time it takes to fill me up
What I need's somewhere I'm from
But I'm on the run with no time to lose
But if I had a week with nothin' to do

I'd stand on the porch and tell 'em all goodbye
Remind 'em all that I'm doing alright
And holler as I leave 'til my lungs turn blue
If I had a week with nothin' to do