Justin Moore - Beer Time Lyrics

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 12 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 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 ol' town is dry
Headed to the country line
For something cold

I need a 12 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
Yeah, the fish are biting in the honey hole
It's beer time, hey