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I Loves My Beer



Credits
Lyric Credits: Sam Cooper
Music Credits: Sam Cooper
Producer Credits: Sam Cooper
Performance Credits: Sam Cooper
Description
Short Song Description:
An ode to the joys of being a beer drinker.
Metadata
Song Length 4:38
Primary Genre Country-General
Tempo / Feel Country-Honky Tonk
Tempo / Feel Medium (111 - 130)
Lead Vocal Male Vocal
Subject Matter 1 Alchohol, Beer, Wine
Mood 1 Cheerful
Mood 2 Delighted
Similar Artist 1 Garth Brooks
Similar Artist 2 Tim Mcgraw
Language English
Lyrics
I LOVES MY BEER
words and music by Sam Cooper

Well, one beer after I walked into that place I was still polite.
And two beers later, I was warmin? up for the night.
Well, my thirst got bigger and bigger as I guzzled numero four,
So I told the barkeep to pour me just one more.

Well five beers after I started drinkin?, my head was a gittin? big,
And on the sixth one I called some biker?s old lady a pig (she had that squigley little tail and split hooves).
Well that biker was in heaven when he broke number seven on my head to end the debate,
And he left me no choice but to order number eight.

(chorus)
Well, I don?t care ?bout gin or wine,
A shot of tequila will do me fine,
But I loves my beer, I loves my beer.
And it?s been said I got a hollow leg,
?Cause I can really dent a quarter keg,
But I don?t keer, ?cause I loves my beer.

Well, last month I musta polished off a truckload of that golden brewery freight,
And I?m always willin to make a toast, ?specially when it?s time to celebrate.
But when I celebrate and important date, like Christmas in July,
I gits a six-month start so?s it doesn?t pass my by?and here?s why?

(chorus)

Now, people say I?ve got a drinkin? problem and they wonder why I?m still alive,
But I can?t recall havin? no problems at all drinkin? Colt 45.
I hope that Bud and Heinekin and Coors and Lone Star and Pearl and Michelob never let their vats run dry,
?Cause if they do, they can kiss my Sam Adams drinkin? ass goodbye?well bye-bye?

(chorus)
I loves my beer.