I'm sitting on the porch of my old home, Watching the whole wide world just roll along. A cold beer taking its sweet old time, A fine cigar, and the afternoon shines. People passing, one by one, I tip my hat beneath the sun. "Hello, friend!" is all I say, No rush to steal this lazy day. Life is beautiful when there's nothing to do, No ticking clocks, no chasing the blue. Just the breeze and a slow old tune, A Hammond organ in the afternoon. Life is beautiful, simple and free, The world's in no hurry, and neither am I. The shadows stretch across the street, Every stranger feels like someone I'd meet. The smoke rolls soft into the sky, Another peaceful hour drifting by. No fortune needed, no grand parade, Just quiet moments in the shade. Sometimes heaven is closer than we know, On an old front porch where the warm winds blow. Life is beautiful when there's nothing to do, Just easy laughter and a sky so blue. Raise your glass if you feel it too, Here's to the simple things that carry us through. Life is beautiful, that's the truth I know Just say hello... and let the good times flow.
