"Song I Can Drink Too" lyrics
Koe Wetzel & The Konvicts Lyrics
Well, my buddy once told me, "Boy, you got a good tune
No, it ain't somethin' I can tap my boots to
You're playin' the guitar just too damn slow
Like songs about heartache is all you know"
I told him, "Oh man, I can't figure it out
Won't you tell me the kind of song you wanna hear about?"
And he looked at me strange and he said somethin' weird
And this is what he whispered in my ear, oh woah
"Give me a song about beer cans and whiskey bottles
Backroads, pasture parties
Loose women, tight jeans
The Texas country music scene
Bull fightin', bronc ridin'
Raisin' hell, done been to jail
The smoky bars I came to see
I need a song to play to get me through this day
If you wanna know the truth
All I really want
Is a song I can drink to"
I got on stage, ready to play my first show
I grabbed my guitar, reset the capo
Asked my band what they wanted to play
And I could tell by the fear and the look on their face
I told the crowd, "Here's a song that you ain't heard
But by the end of the night, you'll know every single word
And by the end of the night, you'll know every single word"
To a song about beer cans and whiskey bottles
Backroads, pasture parties
Loose women, tight jeans
The Texas country music scene
Bull fightin', bronc ridin'
Raisin' hell, done been to jail
The smoky bars I came to see
I need a song to play to get me through this day
If you wanna know the truth
All I really want
Is a song I can drink to
Give me a song about beer cans and whiskey bottles
Yeah, them backroads, pasture parties
Oh, them loose, naughty women in them tight fittin' jeans
And you know you can't forget about that Texas music scene
Give me a song about beer cans and whiskey bottles
Backroads, pasture parties
Loose women, tight jeans
The Texas country music scene
Bull fightin', bronc ridin'
Raisin' hell, done been to jail
The smoky bars I came to see
I need a song to play to get me through this day
If you wanna know the truth
All I really want
Is a song I can drink to
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Give me a song I can drink to
No, it ain't somethin' I can tap my boots to
You're playin' the guitar just too damn slow
Like songs about heartache is all you know"
I told him, "Oh man, I can't figure it out
Won't you tell me the kind of song you wanna hear about?"
And he looked at me strange and he said somethin' weird
And this is what he whispered in my ear, oh woah
"Give me a song about beer cans and whiskey bottles
Backroads, pasture parties
Loose women, tight jeans
The Texas country music scene
Bull fightin', bronc ridin'
Raisin' hell, done been to jail
The smoky bars I came to see
I need a song to play to get me through this day
If you wanna know the truth
All I really want
Is a song I can drink to"
I got on stage, ready to play my first show
I grabbed my guitar, reset the capo
Asked my band what they wanted to play
And I could tell by the fear and the look on their face
I told the crowd, "Here's a song that you ain't heard
But by the end of the night, you'll know every single word
And by the end of the night, you'll know every single word"
To a song about beer cans and whiskey bottles
Backroads, pasture parties
Loose women, tight jeans
The Texas country music scene
Bull fightin', bronc ridin'
Raisin' hell, done been to jail
The smoky bars I came to see
I need a song to play to get me through this day
If you wanna know the truth
All I really want
Is a song I can drink to
Give me a song about beer cans and whiskey bottles
Yeah, them backroads, pasture parties
Oh, them loose, naughty women in them tight fittin' jeans
And you know you can't forget about that Texas music scene
Give me a song about beer cans and whiskey bottles
Backroads, pasture parties
Loose women, tight jeans
The Texas country music scene
Bull fightin', bronc ridin'
Raisin' hell, done been to jail
The smoky bars I came to see
I need a song to play to get me through this day
If you wanna know the truth
All I really want
Is a song I can drink to
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Give me a song I can drink to
Writer(s): Koe Wetzel
