Beer Bait and Ammo

Well now, early one day, I was on my way To my favorite fishin' hole. I was think I could sure use Another bottle of booze And my baits a runnin' a little low, Yeah and a box of twelve gauge Would be all the rage When I'm all liquored up and I'm feelin' good Well, just up the road There's a place called Bubba's, Man he's got the goods And the sign says, beer bait and ammo, Yeah they got everything in between They got anything any old beer-drinkin', Hell-raisin, bonified redneck needs They got your fishin' hooks, They got your dirty books, They got your Rebel Flag on the wall, The sign says beer, bait, and ammo, yeah you ask me they've got it all. Well when I walked in I couldn't even begin To describe just a what I smelled. Lord was it the catfish bait, Or something Bubba had ate, Or was it them pickled eggs on the shelf With a toothless grin, He said so step on in And make yourself right at home And I said no thank you man Just a twelve pack of cans And I'll be good to go And the sign says, beer bait and ammo, Yeah they got everything in between They got anything any old beer-drinkin', Hell-raisin, bonified redneck needs They got your fishin' hooks, They got your dirty books, They got your Rebel Flag on the wall, The sign says beer, bait, and ammo, yeah you ask me they've got it all. Yes they do! And the sign says, beer bait and ammo, Yeah they got everything in between They got anything any old beer-drinkin', Hell-raisin, bonified redneck needs They got your fishin' hooks, They got your dirty books, They got your Rebel Flag on the wall, The sign says beer, bait, and ammo, yeah you ask me they've got it all. Walk it! The sign says beer bait and ammo yeah, you ask me they've got it all!