Capo 4
C Am F G (x2)
I want to go to the river bank
Right down the road we’ll take it slow
If I can get my truck to crank
I want to lay with you, there in the sand
Yeah it ought to be fun layin’ in the sun
Workin’ on my farmer’s tan
And we could be beach bums for awhile
No we don’t even need palm trees
Cause that’s just a matter of style
We could get away from everything
Yeah it’s gonna be just you and me
When the weekend comes
And we could be beach bums
[Verse 2]
When it get’s hot, let’s take a tip
I’ll be baptized by your angel eyes
And I’ll taste heaven on your lips
We might pack a tent, and spend the night
I’ll play your favorite song and you’ll sing along
Right there in the fire light
And we could be beach bums for awhile
No we don’t even need palm trees
Cause that’s just a matter of style
We could get away from everything
Yeah it’s gonna be just you and me
When the weekend comes
And we could be beach bums
No I don’t need no ocean breeze
I got the river and you here with me
And we could be beach bums for awhile
No we don’t even need palm trees
Cause that’s just a matter of style
We could get away from everything
Yeah it’s gonna be just you and me
When the weekend comes
And we could be beach bums for awhile
No we don’t even need palm trees
Cause that’s just a matter of style
We ought to get away from everything
Yeah it’s gonna be just you and me
When the weekend comes
And we could be beach bums
Beach Bums
We could be beach bums
