Lyrics

Hey bartender, bring me a lonestar brew 'Cause these cowgirls, like to drink 'em too Well, it's time to relax and drink 'em beer after beer Colorado cool-aide busch or hams Just set 'em up, I don't give a damn When it's closing time, I'll still be sipping here A bowl of grits and an ice-cold spitz Is all I had for breakfast 'Cause late last night before the mellow lights went out We must have drunk a case of pack Don't remember much, but I think perhaps I woke up this morning sadder but wiser The jukebox is playing pop a top for me And I love this beer drinking atmosphere Before I lose my self-control I'm gonna let the good times roll Somebody buy this cowgirl a beer Cans or bottles pitchers or mugs Sip 'em slow, chuggle up A beer or two, and I'll be feeling right Come here cowboy, and dance with me 'Cause I could sure use some company It's a honky-tonky hell raising night The jukebox is playing pop a top for me And I love this beer drinking atmosphere Before I lose my self-control I'm gonna let the good times roll Somebody buy this cowgirl a beer Hey, cowboy Buy this cowgirl a beer, whoo
Writer(s): Steven Dorff, Thomas Garrett, Milton Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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