Summer Swingin'

[Chorus]
It’s 99° down by the creek, swingin’ from a tire,
Dust kicks up, the sun’s burnin’ like a fire.
Surrounded by my friends, laugh till we’re weak,
Summer time’s a blessing, down here by the creek.
[Verse 1]
Hats turned back, muddy boots on the ground,
Beers in a cooler, that cicada sound.
Skipping rocks, hearts skipping beats,
Water cold as truth, cutting through the heat.
Worn-out rope, hold tight, let it go,
Splash in the deep, hearts race, time slows.
Tadpoles scatter, ripples in the flow,
Here we’re kings, no crowns, just the glow.
[Chorus]
It’s 99° down by the creek, swingin’ from a tire,
Dust kicks up, the sun’s burnin’ like a fire.
Surrounded by my friends, laugh till we’re weak,
Summer time’s a blessing, down here by the creek.
[Verse 2]
Mosquitoes buzzin’, don’t phase the crew,
Granddaddy’s old tales, they still feel true.
Fishing line tangled, patience running thin,
But every snag’s a story, where do we begin?
Shirts off, tans uneven as our jokes,
Pine smoke curling, the grill’s got the spokes.
This is our church, this is our hymn,
Country kids with dreams, living on a whim.

country, rap, 808s with a twangy acoustic guitar riff, male vocals, warm and laid-back vibe, country rap