It was late in September
And the fire was burning bright
Birch Lake didn't give us any fish
But its all right
Yeah its all right
It was late in September
And the fire was burning low
A good seat and time to smoke a nice cigar
And I'm good to go
Yeah I'm good to go
It was late in September
And the fire was burning bright
I dropped my fishing pole into the lake
But its all right
Yeah its all right
It was late in September
An the fire was burning low
Sipping whiskey under the stars tonight
And I'm good to go
Yeah I'm good to go