Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song All My Friends Drink Beer, artist - Craig Campbell. Date of issue: 07.05.2020
Song language: English
All My Friends Drink Beer |
| I’m talkin' bout them shirt off their back-home boys and girls |
| All them blue collar rednecks around the world |
| With a dog in the cab cooler in the back |
| Got ice doin' work on a 12 pack |
| All them small town boys sittin' 35 high |
| And them blue jean babies that are down ride |
| That’s the way we was raised up round here |
| All my friends drink beer |
| On a Friday night |
| Stacking them cans, man, Georgia pine high |
| Raise hell with a dixie cup |
| If you tip it on back, turn it on up |
| You can bet your ass, you’re gonna fit right in round here |
| Cause all my boys drink beer |
| Goes down pretty good with a country song |
| Goes down a little better when you’re singing along |
| So can I get a hey y’all, hell yea, cheers! |
| All my friends drink beer |
| On a Friday night |
| Stacking them cans, man, Georgia pine high |
| Raise hell with a dixie cup |
| If you tip it on back, turn it on up |
| You can bet your ass, you’re gonna fit right in round here |
| Cause all my friends drink beer |
| Now I don’t just hang out with anybody |
| And I’m not sayin', you gotta be somebody |
| I’m just sayin', you gotta be able to hold on |
| To a cold one every now and again |
| Cause all my friends drink beer |
| On a Friday night |
| Stacking them cans, man, Georgia pine high |
| Raise hell with a dixie cup |
| If you tip it on back, turn it on up |
| You can bet your ass, you’re gonna fit right in round here |
| All my friends drink beer |
| Yeah, all my friends drink beer |