Beer Out Here

We gather round every Friday night couple miles just outta sight

Mom and dad didn\'t have a clue what the hell we were up to

Budlight buzzing with the tailgates down turn the music up pass the shine around

Just a backwoods kid that never knew, how much I\'d miss this place

Take me back down those old dirt roads.Simpler times when the world moved slow

We raised them up while the bonfire burned

It was memory lane around every damn Turn

We didnt give a damn we didn\'t have no fear

Back when good ol boys drank beer out here

Had the one I wanted with her hand in mine

Stoke the fire watch the sparks fly high

  faded off into the sky. Just Like we did. Like we did

Take me back down those old dirtroads simpler times when the world moved slow

We raised them up while the bonfire burned It was memory lane around every Turn

We didn\'t give a damn we didn\'t have no fear

Back when good ol boys drank beer out here

Coming back here its like everything\'s changed oh I wish it just stayed the same

Take Me back down those old dirtroads simpler times when the world moved slow we raised them up while the bonfire burned It was memory lane around every Turn we didn\'t give a damn we didn\'t have no fear

Back when good ol boys drank beer out here