Needing to please husband as partner in camping
Needless to say the truth as he knows I hate it
But sometimes you grind teeth and oblige to submit
As the company's fool as I won't fake cramping

Getting to the campsite and unloading the car
Helping setting up tent, and my amenities
An air mattress to sleep, for my back equities
But the case of cold beer will go for pleasing far

The campfire burning, and swigging down a few
Feeling new found loving, as marshmallows melting
Between the sugar and ale, and now to loud belching

Gonna fall asleep quick to fresh air, drunken stew
Watching my husband brew in this nature's movement
Smiling for his belief that we are in moment