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lirik lagu country billy – aldente (athens, ga)

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[intro]
how my country bears doing?
we’re gonna have ourselves a hootenanny

[chorus]
i hope you hear this
ain’t a man that i can’t share a beer with
shotgun sucking beer like a deer tick
ain’t a man that i can’t share a beer with, hey

[verse]
on the road to miami, the bus broke down
the band was stranded and the dang sun going down
things was looking bad till we heard the sound of
kid rock and cussing and we smelled some loud

got nothing to do might as well pop out
got a couple of brews give em something to talk about
might cut something loose, they cooked a pig in the ground
they got the beer on ice, my rowdy friends are around

so we packed our beer and we rolled some weed and
we made like deer and we crossed the street
we packed six strings cos we probably gonna
jam like the junk between the toes on my feet
[chorus]
i hope you hear this
ain’t a man that i can’t share a beer with
shotgun sucking beer like a deer tick
ain’t a man that i can’t share a beer with, yeah

[verse: kkwtheak]
i be playing cornhole, you know i’m winning
imma throw it out reel it back like i’m fishing
i just bet a band that the dawgs gonna win by a lot and
if you ain’t talking bets i’m not listening

never met a man that i can’t share a beer with
boys shotgunnin’ sucking beers like a deer tick
if you ain’t from the south you can come to my house
there ain’t a man that i can’t share a beer with (no way)

[verse]
“like who’s these dudes at the bbq?
with the sh*tty southern accents i can see right through?
they got the coogi on their pockets not the levi dukes and
now they’re all up at my table trying to eat my food.”

“okay you got us!
we were getting tired of the shrimp and lobster!
pay you for your time with a case of vodka
bud light lime and some buds of ganja!”
and the crowd goes crazy
actually asked pat for a sack, nice lady
traps and grows gas home grown so stanky
frankly folks asking, “who’s got that skunk pot?
you better pass it!”

[chorus]
i hope you hear this
ain’t a man that i can’t share a beer with
shotgun sucking beer like a deer tick
ain’t a man that i can’t share a beer with, hey