"About The Beer" lyrics
"About The Beer"
It ain't these boots
It's really bad
It ain't these worn-out jeans
It's how I got these holes in them
It ain't the logo
It's the grease on the shirt
Yeah, I told the tattle of a north-field hand
'Cause I put in the work
Well, I don't care who put it out
What's written on the label ain't what it's about
Just make sure it's cold and bring it here
'Cause I'm a simple man
And I'll take the bottle or the can
'Cause it ain't about the brand
It's about the beer
It ain't the make or model
It's the gun
And how many times it was handed down
And the man that I got it from
It ain't the symbol on the grill
It's the truck
And all them times that I locked her in
And let her walk up outta the mud
Well, I don't care who put it out
What's written on the label ain't what it's about
Just make sure it's cold and bring it here
'Cause I'm a simple man
And I'll take the bottle or the can
'Cause it ain't about the brand
It's about the beer
Oh, ask 'em down, son
It ain't the guitar
It's the sound
It ain't just the songs I sing
It's the words that I wrote down
And I know my kinda country
Ain't the record man's choice
But I keep on singin' my songs
And be a voice for the good ol' boys
Well, I don't care who put it out
What's written on the label ain't what it's about
Just make sure it's cold and bring it here
'Cause I'm a simple man
And I'll take the bottle or the can
'Cause it ain't about the brand, it's about the beer
No, it ain't about the brand, it's about the beer
Writer(s): Jason Foster
- AZLyrics
- F
- Frank Foster Lyrics
album:
"Red Wings And Six Strings" (2012)
album:
"'Til I'm Gone" (2018)
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