Dean Brody was born in Jaffray, British Columbia, Canada.[2] As a boy, Brody worked at a sawmill, also playing guitar in his spare time. By 2004, he had moved to Nashville, Tennessee to pursue his musical career. Although he found a songwriting contract, the expiration of his US work permit forced him to move back to Canada. Eventually, he returned to Nashville through the suggestion of producer Keith Stegall, who helped him sign with Broken Bow Records in 2008.[2] Brody released his debut single, "Brothers", late that year. Shortly before its release, Brody was injured in a waterskiing accident.[3]
Lazy Days
Dean Brody Lyrics
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Those overalls and flip flops you wear
The way you'd smile waiting in your drive
Hot Sunday afternoons
You didn't mind my rusty truck
Swinging by to pick you up
I missed your sweet face, it was six long days
And we'd throw two fly rods in the gun rack
Sweet tea and biscuits on your lap
Sing to brown eyed girl
My guitar in the barn bridge shade
I'd number your freckles
And the times your fishing line tangled
And love on you in the meadow by round bales of hay
No, it ain't hard to remember those good ol' lazy days
And we'd stop by Ernie's General store
Got two maple walnut ice cream cones
Funny how they always seem to get on your nose
Yeah, when you'd ride with me
I'd cuss the moon tryin' to get you back
Ground all the gears while you just laughed
'Cause it was twelve o'clock, porch lights turned off
Yeah, and I was up the creek
And we'd throw two fly rods in the gun rack
Sweet tea and biscuits on your lap
Sing to brown eyed girl
My guitar in the barn bridge shade, yeah
I'd number your freckles
And the times your fishing line tangled
And love on you in the meadow by round bales of hay
No, it ain't hard to remember those good ol' lazy days
Ain't it funny how we never could sell that old pick up of mine
Baby grab the keys, I'll get the jumper cables 'cause it's about time
And we threw two fly rods in the gun rack
Sweet tea and biscuits on your lap
Sang to brown eyed girl
My guitar in the barn bridge shade, hey, yeah
I'd number your freckles
And the times your fishing line gets tangled
Love on you in the meadow by round bales of hay
No, it ain't hard to remember, baby do you remember?
I think it's time we remembered those good ol' lazy days
In Dean Brody's song "Lazy Days", the singer is reminiscing about simpler times spent with his love interest. He describes the way she looks, the clothes she wears, and her smile as he pulls up to her house in his rusty truck. The two would spend hot Sunday afternoons fishing and singing, with sweet tea and biscuits on her lap. They would often stop by Ernie's General store for maple walnut ice cream cones. The singer would sometimes struggle to drive his truck but it never ruined their time together.
The chorus repeats the memories of fishing, singing, and loving each other in the meadow by round bales of hay, making it clear that these were happy memories that were worth revisiting. The final verse suggests that the couple has grown apart and the old truck they shared is still around but it doesn't start. The singer asks his love interest if she remembers those good ol' lazy days and makes it clear that he wants to revisit them.
Overall, the lyrics of "Lazy Days" paint a picture of young love and carefree adventures spent together. The simple pleasures of fishing, ice cream cones, and singing keep the couple happy and in love even when things get tough. The nostalgia that the singer feels towards these memories is palpable and it's clear that he cherishes them.
Line by Line Meaning
I love the way you twirl your hair
I adore your idiosyncrasies
Those overalls and flip flops you wear
Your simple yet charming outfit suits you perfectly
The way you'd smile waiting in your drive
Your infectious smile always lifted my spirits
Hot Sunday afternoons
The scorching summer heat added to the lazy, laid-back vibe of our days together
You didn't mind my rusty truck
You loved me for who I was, not for what I had
Swinging by to pick you up
I enjoy the simple pleasure of driving to your place
I missed your sweet face, it was six long days
I deeply longed to see your charming face after not meeting for several days
Since I'd got to hang with you
I eagerly anticipated spending time with you
And we'd throw two fly rods in the gun rack
We both enjoyed fishing and always had our fly rods ready
Sweet tea and biscuits on your lap
We indulged in some sweet tea and snacks while enjoying our lazy days
Sing to brown eyed girl
We sang to our favorite tunes which made our moments more delightful
My guitar in the barn bridge shade
We relaxed under the barn bridge shade while I played the guitar
I'd number your freckles
I loved you so much that I could count and remember your freckles
And the times your fishing line tangled
Even your little mishaps while fishing melted my heart
And love on you in the meadow by round bales of hay
I enjoyed spending time with you outdoors in nature's lap
No, it ain't hard to remember those good ol' lazy days
I still cherish and remember our wonderful, laid-back days together
Got two maple walnut ice cream cones
We savored delicious ice creams from our favorite store
Funny how they always seem to get on your nose
It was always amusing to watch the ice cream cone's drip get on your nose
Yeah, when you'd ride with me
I cherished every moment spent with you on our rides
I'd cuss the moon tryin' to get you back
I would do anything to make you happy, including impossible tasks like bringing down the moon
Ground all the gears while you just laughed
Even when I made silly mistakes, your laughter made everything alright
'Cause it was twelve o'clock, porch lights turned off
We had so much fun that we would lose track of time, and our parents would switch off the porch lights while we were still out
Yeah, and I was up the creek
I was in a difficult position, but you always made everything easier with your presence
Ain't it funny how we never could sell that old pick up of mine
We both loved our old pick up truck so much that we never thought of getting rid of it
Baby grab the keys, I'll get the jumper cables 'cause it's about time
We should take our beloved truck for a spin even though it's not in the best shape
No, it ain't hard to remember, baby do you remember?
Those good ol' lazy days are unforgettable, and I know you remember them just as fondly.
I think it's time we remembered those good ol' lazy days
Let's go back in time and relive those amazing moments once again
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Written by: Dean Brody
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