Toby Keith - Cold Beer Country lyrics
[Toby Keith - Cold Beer Country lyrics]
So dang hot you want to sit around naked
Ain’t rained one drop, ain’t gonna I reckon
Lying old weatherman told me the truth
About today, tomorrow and the next day too
It’s cold beer country 110 in the shade
An iced tea won’t cut it
And neither will lemonade
I need a cold Budweiser on a bar stool
And a jukebox by my dear
Singing cold beer country
'Cause it’s cold beer country round here
I’ve been getting out and getting
In it all day long
Tonight I’m going out and getting it on
Sipping on a long neck working on a bug
Cos that's what everybody does
It’s cold beer country 110 in the shade
An iced tea won’t cut it
And neither will lemonade
I need a cold Budweiser on a bar stool
And a jukebox by my dear
Singing cold beer country
'Cause it’s cold beer country round here
Here comes my baby
About as hot as she can be
We’re gonna pop the cap
Gonna knock them back
Nothing better for the July heat
It’s cold beer country 110 in the shade
An iced tea won’t cut it
And neither will lemonade
I need a cold Budweiser on a bar stool
And a jukebox by my dear
Singing cold beer country
'Cause it’s cold beer country round here
Ah yeah
Ain’t rained one drop, ain’t gonna I reckon
Lying old weatherman told me the truth
About today, tomorrow and the next day too
It’s cold beer country 110 in the shade
An iced tea won’t cut it
And neither will lemonade
I need a cold Budweiser on a bar stool
And a jukebox by my dear
Singing cold beer country
'Cause it’s cold beer country round here
I’ve been getting out and getting
In it all day long
Tonight I’m going out and getting it on
Sipping on a long neck working on a bug
Cos that's what everybody does
It’s cold beer country 110 in the shade
An iced tea won’t cut it
And neither will lemonade
I need a cold Budweiser on a bar stool
And a jukebox by my dear
Singing cold beer country
'Cause it’s cold beer country round here
Here comes my baby
About as hot as she can be
We’re gonna pop the cap
Gonna knock them back
Nothing better for the July heat
It’s cold beer country 110 in the shade
An iced tea won’t cut it
And neither will lemonade
I need a cold Budweiser on a bar stool
And a jukebox by my dear
Singing cold beer country
'Cause it’s cold beer country round here
Ah yeah