Cold Beer and Country Music

I tried walking the floor - I took a swing at the door

I even had me a conversation with the wall

Then I twisted up my mind to figure why you’d leave

Then I realized the only thing I need

I need a cold beer

And some country music

And a jukebox filled

Full of Haggard and Jones

Let me say it clear

Ain't no need to confuse it

I need an ice-cold beer

And some country music

So I hit the road

The only place that I know

Like a neon beacon lighting up my way

Old Cheatham Street she's calling out to me

And when I get there I might never want to leave

They got some cold beer

And some country music

And a jukebox filled

Full of Haggard and Jones

Let me say it clear

No need to confuse it

I need an ice-cold beer

And some country music

Give me steel guitar

A smokey old bar

And a genie in this bottle to ease my pain

I hope twin fiddles sing away my sorrow

And a honky-tonk angel wakes me up tomorrow

I need a Cold beer

And some country music

And a song I know

That I can sing along

Let me say it clear

Ain't no need to confuse it

I need an ice-cold beer

And some country music

I need an ice-cold beer

And some country music