Blow Off the Afternoon
words and music by Jackson Rohm

Must be ninety-five, here in late July
There's dirt under my fingernails and dust in my eyes
We've been working hard all week long
It's Friday noon and we're going strong
When the call comes in from Uncle John
Out on the water, there's a party going on

There's not a cloud left in the sky
The sun is hot, the air is dry, so why don't we

Fill that cooler and head down to the lake
My hands are tired and my back aches
Get some ice cold beer and some big old steaks to barbeque
Fire up your old Century and I'll take the jet ski
Cuz there's no harm if you and me throw back a few
And blow off the afternoon

Cousin Caroline just turned twenty nine
For at least the sixth or the seventh time
All our friends and family
Are anchored up at Dewittville Bay
Cocktails and birthday cake
Seems we always have a reason to celebrate

There's not a cloud left in the sky
The sun is hot, the air is dry, so why don't we

Fill that cooler and head down to the lake
My hands are tired and my back aches
Get some ice cold beer and some big old steaks to barbeque
Fire up your old Century and I'll take the jet ski
Cuz there's no harm if you and me throw back a few
And blow off the afternoon

Monday morning we'll be right back here
Complaining about how hot it is
And sweating out all that beer, so let's

Fill that cooler and head down to the lake
My hands are tired and my back aches
Get some ice cold beer and some big old steaks to barbeque
Fire up your old Century and I'll take the jet ski
Cuz there's no harm if you and me throw back a few
And blow off the afternoon