Beer Time

Bird dog just had her puppies That's a hundred dollars cash apiece This ol' boy struck it country rich At least for a couple of weeks I owe my daddy that fifty spot And the muffler shop the rest But Daddy and Bubba's gonna have to wait I got an empty ice chest Boys it beer time This ol' 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 Heard Bocephus was comin' 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 Hearin' 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 ol' town is dry Headed to the country 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 Son it's beer time It's five o'clock Friday afternoon and it's beer time Ya the fish they're bitin' in the honey hole It's beer time hey --- Beer Time - Justin Moore