Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Dierks Bentley
Dierks Bentley
Canto
BRELAND
BRELAND
Canto
HARDY
HARDY
Canto
Ross Copperman
Ross Copperman
Programación
Aaron Sterling
Aaron Sterling
Batería
Tony Lucido
Tony Lucido
Bajo
Danny Rader
Danny Rader
Guitarra acústica
Luke Dick
Luke Dick
Guitarra eléctrica
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Dierks Bentley
Dierks Bentley
Autoría
BRELAND
BRELAND
Autoría
Ross Copperman
Ross Copperman
Autoría
Luke Dick
Luke Dick
Autoría
Ashley Gorley
Ashley Gorley
Autoría
Nicolle Galyon
Nicolle Galyon
Autoría
Niko Moon
Niko Moon
Autoría
Ben Johnson
Ben Johnson
Autoría
Michael Hardy
Michael Hardy
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Dierks Bentley
Dierks Bentley
Producción
Ross Copperman
Ross Copperman
Producción
Brett Beavers
Brett Beavers
Producción vocal
Jon Randall
Jon Randall
Producción vocal
Reid Shippen
Reid Shippen
Ingeniería de mezcla
Aaron Sterling
Aaron Sterling
Ingeniería
Tony Lucido
Tony Lucido
Ingeniería
Danny Rader
Danny Rader
Ingeniería
Jason Lehning
Jason Lehning
Ingeniería
Michael Mechling
Michael Mechling
Asistente de ingeniería de grabación
Daniel Bacigalupi
Daniel Bacigalupi
Masterización

Letra

[Verse 1]
Everybody's got a problem, so do I
But we ain't gonna solve 'em on a Saturday night
I just put a paycheck in the bank
And I ain't hit the town in a minute to drink
You had one of them, one of those weeks
Stuck on repeat, I'll save you a seat
[Verse 2]
Come on down
Swing on by
Bring whatever's been on your mind
Locals on tap
And bottles on ice
Livin' on feel good standard time
My card's on the bar
You've got nowhere to be
If you don't come through
Buddy, that's on you
'Cause the beer's on me
Yeah, the beer's on me
[Verse 3]
Yeah, I'ma get a round or two for all I want
Just a-bustin' your back while you're cussin' the sun
And if your girl don't love you no more
Well, here's a tall boy to cry in and it's been paid for
And if you're short on cash, say cheers
Don't sweat it, leave the sweatin' to the beer and
[Verse 4]
Come on down
Swing on by
Bring whatever's been on your mind
Locals on tap
And bottles on ice
Livin' on feel good standard time
My card's on the bar
You've got nowhere to be
If you don't come through
Buddy, that's on you
'Cause the beer's on me
Yeah, the beer's on me
[Verse 5]
I like my drinks like my roof, on the house
We turnin' up, got double cups, the sun's goin' down
With lagers, I'm a boxer, yeah, I need 'bout twelve rounds
And I could be your sponsor if you like how that sounds
Tell me what you're drinkin', buckets for a Lincoln
I could cover you and me and everyone you're bringin'
[Verse 6]
Come on down
Swing on by
Bring whatever's been on your mind
Locals on tap
And bottles on ice
Livin' on feel good standard time
My card's on the bar
You've got nowhere to be
If you don't come through
Buddy, that's on you
'Cause the beer's on me
Yeah, the beer's on me
The beer's on me
Gonna save you a seat
'Cause the beer's on me
[Verse 7]
Come get a Bud heavy, Busch Light
Kill a cold Miller, Blue Moon, Red Stripe
Naturday, it don't matter to me
'Cause don't nothing taste better than free
Yeah, the beer's on me
Written by: Ashley Gorley, BRELAND, Ben Johnson, Dierks Bentley, Luke Dick, Michael Hardy, Nicolle Galyon, Niko Moon, Ross Copperman
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