Lyrics

The whistle blows beer thirty I just got off from work Heading home to wash these dirty hands And find a decent shirt A quick stop at the bank and then my favorite haunt Where I'll pull up my old barstool And be anything I want I drink therefore I am somebody I can't decide who I'll be tonight Some old football hero Maybe your best friend I drink therefore I am Me and my barroom buddies We're all experts in our field Solving problems left and right We sit and wheel and deal Shot glass full of courage A chigger full of schemes A wallet full of promises A bottle full of dreams I drink therefore I am somebody... These working days are all a haze until I set foot in here When I walk in those swinging doors it all becomes so clear I drink therefore I am somebody...
Writer(s): Chris Wall Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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