This song came to mee after a very stressfull couple of months at work. I was headed to our family reunion in Wimberley, Tx on the Blanco River, and the words just tumbled out as fast as I could write and drive. When I arrived, I unpacked my guitar and the tune was there waiting.
Lyrics
Vacation
By M. Hickman c2002 BMI
V1
I packed last night gonna hit the road...I’m on vacation...He’s on vacation
If I don’t leave soon I might explode...I’m on vacation
Changed the oil & I checked the tires
Grabbed the Igloo cooler & a pair of pliers
I’m drivin’ till I loose these high line wires..I’m on vacation..He’s on vacation
V2
Don’t need no map to find my way...I’m on vacation...He’s on vacation
Spendin’ the bulk of my hard earned pay...I’m on vacation
Don’t care about time or how much I’ve got
I threw my watch across the parking lot
I’m making the most of the time I’ve got...I’m on vacation...He’s on vacation
Bridge
The postman he can pass me by
Let the bills pile at my door
I might get lost on a desert isle
Might not come back no more
V3
It’s 5 o’clock tell the boss I’m gone...I’m on vacation...He’s on vacation
For two whole weeks I’ll be on my own...I’m on vacation
Wake up when I want, go to sleep when I tire
Howl at the moon with the midnight choir
I couldn’t care less if it gets me fired...I’m on vacation...He’s on vacation
V4
Don’t call me up on the telephone...I’m on vacation...He’s on vacation
The lights are on but there’s no one home...I’m on vacation
Gimme all the best that my money can buy
The open road and the clear blues sky
Gonna ride this thing till the day I die...I’m on vacation...He’s on vacation
I’m on vacation...He’s on vacation
I’m on vacation...He’s on vacation
I’m on vacation...He’s on vacation
