Satisfied

We live in a world fixed on chasing after more. We have more than most people throughout history ever dreamed of having. Yet we still want more. More of everything. This is one of the first songs I wrote several years back about being satisfied. About being content with what I have and thankful for the little things in life. For the record, I’ve never been a big Dr. Pepper fan, but for some reason I thought it fit and flowed well with the song.

 

Satisfied

Will Campbell

 

Eggs and bacon in the frying pan

A cup of coffee in my right hand

And a kiss goodbye as I head out the door

Fire up that rusted out Chevrolet

Head to the field where I work all day

I don’t make a lot but know what I’m working for

 

Satisfaction is a state of mind

You can’t use money to buy more time

So I spend my time and money the best I can

Everyday I thank the Lord up above

For this life He gave me with the ones I love

And for the little things that make me a happy man

 

Like a Dr. Pepper and an oatmeal pie

My good-looking honey that’ll hold me tight

Some ice cold Bud-wei-sers on a Friday night

With some good ol’ friends having a good ol’ time

I ain’t much for show; that ain’t my style

These worn out blue jeans suit me just fine

I’m a simple man; I live a simple life

And it don’t take much to keep me satisfied

 

Fried chicken on Sunday afternoon

Neighbors telling me to stop by soon

Walking at night by the moonlight counting stars

Radio playing our favorite tune

Dancing along in the living room

Just me and her happy to be here where we are

 

Old worn out jacket that my Grandpa gave me

Fishing on the creek bank watching the sun sink

Wearing my favorite faded John Deere cap

A peanut butter sandwich in my lunch sack

Catching a rainy day and taking a nap

I tell you life don’t get much better than that

 

Give me a Dr. Pepper and an oatmeal pie

My good-looking honey that’ll hold me tight

Some ice cold Bud-wei-sers on a Friday night

With some good ol’ friends having a good ol’ time

I ain’t much for show; that ain’t my style

These worn out blue jeans suit me just fine

I’m a simple man; I live a simple life

And it don’t take much to keep me satisfied

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