Lyrics:

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