Pratica: Beer Don’t

Map dot, southern rock, buckshot, stop sign

Grizz packed, mantle rack, channel cat, trot line

Pipes ain't Bristol, but they pretty loud though

'Round here, the sun goes down slow

But beer don't

Home base, that's the party spot at the Walmart

Second base in the parkin' lot at the ballpark

Sweet cherry pie slice in the boondocks

Skillets and the engines and the women stay hot

But beer don't start nothin' but the party

Beer don't taste half as good in the city

Beer don't buzz with that hip-hop, of course

But it damn sure does with a little nitty-gritty

Beer don't bust its ass Monday to Friday

Beer don't wanna sit in a glass, so slide it my way

We might drink way too many of 'em at the bar

People got their own opinion about how red neck we are

But beer don't

Big boss on your back, 'bout to get a cuss-out

Scopes off, low shot, didn't lay the buck down

Baby says bye and it down right breaks you

Hey, just remember when you think the world hates you

Beer don't start nothin' but the party

Beer don't taste half as good in the city

Beer don't buzz with that hip-hop, of course

But it damn sure does with a little nitty-gritty

Beer don't bust its ass Monday to Friday

Beer don't wanna sit in a glass, so slide it my way

We might drink way too many of 'em at the bar

People got their own opinion about how red neck we are

But beer don't

No, beer don't

One beer, two beer, three beer, four

There's 20 more of 'em behind the fridge door

Five beer, six beer, seven beer, eight

You can keep count, but I'll tell you who ain't

Beer don't start nothin' but the party

Beer don't taste half as good in the city

Beer don't buzz with that hip-hop, of course

But it damn sure does with a little nitty-gritty

Beer don't bust its ass Monday to Friday

Beer don't wanna sit in a glass, so slide it my way

We might drink way too many of 'em at the bar

People got their own opinion about how red neck we are

But beer don't

No, beer don't

Yeah, beer don't

But beer don't