Rolling Rock, Rolling Stones

(album: In It For The Money - 2021)

Smoke in the air, longnecks on ice
Some girls out on the dance floor 'bout to make a grown man cry
Twenty dollar bill, jukebox on the wall
I hope this bar likes loose guitars 'cause I'm about to play 'em all, yeah

Hey, hey, na, na
I love to dance with honky tonk women
Hey, hey, na, na
I love the taste of the suds I'm sipping
Start me up on a green bottle buzz
Talk about killing two birds at once
Drinking beer, singing songs
Rolling Rock, Rolling Stones

Every record I play, every top I twist
It ain't 1969, but it sure feels like it is
Long as they're burning this neon sign
I'll be holding this beer up high

Hey, hey, na, na
I love to dance with honky tonk women
Hey, hey, na, na
I love the taste of the suds I'm sipping
Start me up on a green bottle buzz
Talk about killing two birds at once
Drinking beer, singing songs
Rolling Rock, Rolling Stones

Wish this bar didn't close at one
But you can't always get what you want

Hey, hey, na, na
I love to dance with honky tonk women
Hey, hey, na, na
I love the taste of the suds I'm sipping
Start me up on a green bottle buzz
Talk about killing two birds at once
Drinking beer, singing songs
Rolling Rock, Rolling Stones

Aw, yeah

Drinking beer, singing songs
(Hey, hey, na, na)
Rolling Rock, Rolling Stones
(Hey, hey, na, na)