It was early one morning Playa del Carmen That's when I first met Jose He had a 12 foot Schooner A 3 foot cooler Full of the catch of the day And he was wrinkled from grinning From all of the sun he had been in He was barefoot, cerveza in hand He said "Gracias senor", when I paid him too much for All of the Snapper he had Now I told him my friend it ain't nothing In the best broken Spanish I knew I said I make a good living Back home where I'm from He smiled and said Amigo me too
He said I fish and I play my guitar I laugh at the bar with my friends I go home to my wife I pray every night I can do it all over again
Somewhere over Texas I thought of my Lexus And all the stuff I work so hard for And all the things that I've gathered From climbing that ladder Didn't make much sense anymore They say my nest egg ain't ready to hatch yet They keep holding my feet to the fire They call it paying the price So that one day in life I'll have what I need to retire
And just fish And play my guitar And laugh at the bar with my friends And go home to my wife And pray every night I can do it all over again
And to think that I thought for a while there that I had it made When the truth is I'm really just dying To live like Jose
And just fish Play my guitar Laugh at the bar with my friends Go home to my wife Pray every night I can do it all over again
Wouldn't that be the life? Wouldn't that be the life?