Sitting in the Fog on a Log

Verse 1

Out here where the pine trees grow

It's the only place that I know

Lord, I love the way, it just lets me go

Verse 2

Where the river runs through the pines

Down them red dirt county lines

It's a little slice of paradise

Chorus

I'm just sittin' in the fog on a log

While the moonlight shines down on the bog

Got me feelin' like I'm floatin' on clouds

With my feet on the ground, down in the hollow

Where the crickets sing the blues

And the katydids play the tune

Of a Tennessee summer afternoon

I don't think they know how good they got it

I'm just sittin' in the fog, on a log

Verse 3

I could drive into the city

Find me somebody pretty

But ain't nobody lookin' half as good as that sunset

Verse 4

Ain't nothing worth leavin'

This side of the river

Lord knows I ain't never gonna get my foot off the gas if

Chorus

I'm just sittin' in the fog on a log

While the moonlight shines down on the bog

Got me feelin' like I'm floatin' on clouds

With my feet on the ground, down in the hollow

Where the crickets sing the blues

And the katydids play the tune

Of a Tennessee summer afternoon

I don't think they know how good they got it

Bridge

Well, the water's cold, I might take a dip

Put another whiskey on my lip

Watchin' the stars come out, oh, man

Wish I could bottle up this feeling in a mason jar

Drink it whenever, whenever

Chorus

I'm just sittin' in the fog on a log

While the moonlight shines down on the bog

Got me feelin' like I'm floatin' on clouds

With my feet on the ground, down in the hollow

Where the crickets sing the blues

And the katydids play the tune

Of a Tennessee summer afternoon

I don't think they know how good they got it

I'm just sittin' in the fog, on a log

Outro

Sitting in the fog

In the fog

In the fog

On a log