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Hayden Coffman

Beer Ain't Cold

 

Beer Ain't Cold

(Album: Beer Ain't Cold - 2023)


Imma keep drinking til beer ain't cold

Imma hit the honey hole every single Sunday till bass ain't biting on the hook
And Imma keep kissing on this whiskey bottle, 'cause a black label buzz feels good
And Imma keep living here in Tennessee, Vols sticker on the back of my Chevy
Til they lay me in the ground, put me 6 feet down, bet your ass they gonna bury me in Dixie

And Imma keep playing George Jones every Friday night til the jukebox runs out of songs
And Imma keep driving old trucks til Detroit City quits making them last so long
And Imma keep pouring my heart out on a hardwood stage til I get gray and old
Imma stay rowdy, that's all I know, and Imma keep drinking til beer ain't cold

I drink 'em on a back forty backroad even on the river
I'll drink 'em in a can, glass, bottle, or a pitcher
Yeah, it's a bad habit but I just gotta have it
Every time I see a beer I gotta grab it

And Imma keep playing George Jones every Friday night til the jukebox runs out of songs
And Imma keep driving old trucks til Detroit City quits making them last so long
And Imma keep pouring my heart out on a hardwood stage til I get gray and old
Imma stay rowdy, that's all I know, and Imma keep drinking til beer ain't cold

(Put em up now!)

Imma keep playing George Jones every Friday night til the jukebox runs out of songs
And Imma keep driving old trucks til Detroit City quits making them last so long
And Imma keep pouring my heart out on a hardwood stage til I get gray and old
Imma stay rowdy, that's all I know, and Imma keep drinking til beer ain't cold
Yeah, Imma keep drinking til beer ain't cold

(Yeah, hand me another beer
I'm done yet, you better not cut me off
I don't care if it's cold or not)

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