The Process of Living

When I say I can do this
Does my voice just crack a bit
When I say I got this
Just who am I trying to convince
You've been with me, through it all
So when I say we made it
You better believe it

Let's tend to the yard and raise some kids
Bring in the paper and all that shit
Others have died searching for the end
When joy is the process of living
So tip one back and kick your feet up
Whoa oh oo oh oo oh oo oh
Oh oo whoa

When I say don't worry
Am I talking to you or me
When I say nothing's wrong here
Do you wonder what's left to fear
I'm not me, without you
So when I say I love you
You better believe it

Let's tend to the yard and raise some kids
Bring in the paper and all that shit
Others have died searching for the end
When joy is the process of living
So tip one back and kick your feet up
Whoa oh oo oh oo oh oo oh
Oh oo whoa

Let's tend to the yard and raise some kids
Bring in the paper and all that shit
Others have died searching for the end
When joy is the process of living
So tip one back and kick your feet up
Whoa oh oo oh oo oh oo oh
Oh oo whoa



Credits
Writer(s): Gregory Fine, Roscoe Tripp
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