"Better On A Boat" lyrics

I prefer my football on Saturdays
Save Sunday for Jesus and a NASCAR race
I like mustard in my chili, Dixie Crystal in my tea
Boots in a bar, bottom land in a tree

Long as a beach, I've still got crickets
This old boy's gonna back it up and hitch it

It's a whole lot sweeter in a honeyhole
When baby's got a bass on her fishing pole
The more I live the more I know
Life's like a cold beer, better on a boat

My baby don't put on a two-piece and copper-tone
To roll into some Friday night honky tonk
So I'm icing down Corona 'cause all I wanna do
Is watch you boot-scootin' in old pontoon

It's a whole lot sweeter in a honeyhole
When baby's got a bass on her fishing pole
The more I live the more I know
Life's like a cold beer, better on a boat

Pop pop pop the top, pour yourself a beer
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug, your troubles disappear
Pop pop pop the top, pour yourself a beer
Chug-a-lug, chug-a-lug, your troubles disappear

It's a whole lot sweeter in a honeyhole
When baby's got a bass on her old Zebco
The more I live the more I know
Life's like a cold beer, better on a boat
Yeah, life's like a cold beer, better on a boat

Pop pop pop the top, pour yourself a beer