Beer Time

Bird dog just had her puppies, that's a hundred dollars cash a piece

This old boy struck it country rich, at least for a couple of weeks

I owe my daddy that 50 spot and the muffler shop the rest

But daddy and bubba's gonna have to wait, I've got an empty ice chest

Boys it's beer time, this old town's dry

Headed to the county line for something cold

I need a twelve pack in a brown paper sack

Ice it down in the back, find a deep mud hole

I got my baby and some rowdy friends of mine

It's beer time

It's beer time

I heard Bocephus was coming to town and I still had a little cash

I bought me a couple of nosebleed tickets way up in the back

It chilled me to the bone when he sang, got a shotgun rifle and a four wheel drive

Crowd went crazy and I told my baby it was worth every dime

Now it's beer time, hearing Hank play live country boy can survive

I need something cold, when the show ends, party with my rowdy friends

Hell of a weekend, I ain't ready to go

Crack another top beneath the parking lot lights

It's beer time

Boys it's beer time, this old town's dry

Headed to the county line for something cold

I need a twelve pack in a brown paper sack

Ice it down in the back, find a deep mud hole

I got my baby and some rowdy friends of mine

It's beer time

So it's beer time

It's 5 o'clock Friday afternoon and it's beer time

Yeah the fish are biting in a honey hole, it's beer time