Been wound up tighter than a banjo string
Price of gas groceries and all those things
They sound little till you add ’em all up
Then you really feel the crunch.
Man, I’ve had enough.
I need to chill, give it a rest
Get down to the lake with a full ice chest
And chill, and let a cold corona
Lift this world right off my shoulders
Lime in the water, steak on the grill
I think it’s way past time for me to chill
Just chill.
This morning 65 was a parking lot
Bumper to bumper just start and stop
Sometimes I think we’re like a bunch of rats
Getting caught in our own traps
Well, I say to hell with that.
I need to chill give it a rest
Get down to the lake with a full ice chest
And chill, and let a cold corona
Lift this world right off my shoulders
Lime in the water, steak on the grill
I think it’s way past time for me to chill
Just chill.
Before we go to therapy and take another pill
We just need to chill, give it a rest
Lay down in a hammock and take a deep breath
And chill, it don’t cost a dime
To reel in your troubles and just unwind
Cork in the water and time to kill
You can’t tell me this ain’t a great way to chill
Just chill
Man, I need to chill.
Just chill.
Finding Calm in Everyday Chaos
Blake Shelton’s “Chill” paints a relatable picture of modern stress, where daily pressures—from rising costs to relentless traffic—can wind us up tighter than a banjo string. The lyrics capture the universal desire to escape, urging listeners to slow down and savor life’s simple pleasures. Whether it’s heading to the lake, enjoying a cold drink, or grilling with friends, Shelton reminds us that sometimes the remedy for life’s anxieties is not found in therapy or medication, but in moments of peace and relaxation. The song’s laid-back, conversational tone makes it both an anthem and an invitation to let go, breathe, and just chill.
Song Credits
- Artist: Blake Shelton