Clip vidéo

Clip vidéo

Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Dillon Carmichael
Dillon Carmichael
Voix principales
Ryan Gore
Ryan Gore
Percussion
Lonnie Wilson
Lonnie Wilson
Batterie
Lee Francis
Lee Francis
Guitare basse
Danny Rader
Danny Rader
Guitare acoustique
Sol Philcox-Littlefield
Sol Philcox-Littlefield
Guitare électrique
Mike Johnson
Mike Johnson
Guitare
Jeneé Fleenor
Jeneé Fleenor
Violon
Jeff Roach
Jeff Roach
Claviers
Russell Terrell
Russell Terrell
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Ashley Gorley
Ashley Gorley
Paroles/Composition
Ben Johnson
Ben Johnson
Paroles/Composition
MICHAEL WILSON HARDY
MICHAEL WILSON HARDY
Paroles/Composition
Hunter Phelps
Hunter Phelps
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Ryan Gore
Ryan Gore
Ingénierie de mixage
Jon Pardi
Jon Pardi
Production
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Brian David Willis
Brian David Willis
Ingénierie de montage
Michael Walter
Michael Walter
Assistance d’ingénierie

Paroles

[Verse 1]
Girl, I knew it was a matter of time
'Fore you got dolled up, pulled into my drive
And apologized 'cause the other night you went crazy
You said you're just here to collect your stuff
Now you're crying and you're talking 'bout making up
Like you wanna come back, let me think about that
Now, baby, well
[Chorus]
I'd rather drink a hot beer, build a fire in the pouring rain
Burn all of my fishing gear then set sail in a hurricane
Go hunting with an empty gun and see a once in a lifetime deer
Or work a Saturday just for fun and come home and drink a hot beer
[Verse 2]
I'm sorry if it sounds kinda overboard
But you cheated and you lied and you wrecked my Ford
So you might as well stay there on the porch now, honey
If you wanna know the odds of another try
They're about the same as a tractor flyin'
Quit your laughing, girl, I ain't tryna be funny
[Chorus]
I'd rather drink a hot beer, build a fire in the pouring rain
Burn all of my fishing gear then set sail in a hurricane
Go hunting with an empty gun and see a once in a lifetime deer
Or work a Saturday just for fun and come home and drink a hot beer
[Bridge]
Come home and drink a skunked, old, totally not cold
Flat and scratched 'cause it's done been rolled
In the back of the bed with the trash and the tools
Hell, I'd even pop a O'Douls over you, yeah
[Chorus]
I'd rather drink a hot beer, turn it up and take a long sip
Hell, I'd even take a big swig of uncle Bubba's old dip spit
Go hunting with an empty gun and see a once in a lifetime deer
Work a Saturday just for fun and come home and drink a hot beer
Come home and drink a hot beer
Written by: Ashley Gorley, Ben Johnson, Michael Wilson Hardy, Hunter Phelps
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