Chillaxing on a Sunday morning,
Close my eyes and can’t stop yawning,
Sunny blue skies overhead,
Sunny blue skies in my head,
Sunny blue skies wandering free,
Nothings gon’a be bothering me.
Drink with the lads and taking it slow,
Laugh with the girls and what do you know,
Sunny blue skies come what may,
Sunny blue skies all of the day,
Sunny blue skies on to the end,
Living is easy when you’ve got friends.
What do I care if I haven’t got much?
The air that I breathe, the grass that I touch,
Sunny blue skies is all that I need,
Sunny blue skies the life that I lead,
Sunny blue skies lighten my load,
The way that I face is my guiding road.
Happy go living I’m drifting along,
Casually humming my favourite songs,
Sunny blue skies with the birds and the bees,
Sunny blue skies the wind in the trees,
Sunny blue skies wandering free,
Nothings gon’a be bothering me.
Phil Ward
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sunny-blue-skies/
