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Bad Day To Be A Cold Beer

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This workin′ like a dog has got me dog-tired
Pushing twelve-hour days, pullin' all damn nighters
But come five o′clock I'm the hell out of here
Man, it's a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer, yeah

Thank God for the end of the week, hallelujah
For some hell-bent people wanna burn right through
Couple kegs in the back, let′s tap ′em into gear
Man, it's a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer

Line ′em up, up
Throw 'em down, down
Nah, we don′t need much, just another damn round
Man, it's abracadabra, they all disappear
It′s a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer, yeah

Guess Megan's single again, 'cause her and her friends
They swinging like a wrecking ball when they came in
Drinkin′ so loud the whole bar could hear
Man, it′s a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer

Line 'em up, up
Throw ′em down, down
Nah, we don't need much, just another damn round
Man, it′s abracadabra, they all disappear
It's a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer

I got ′em in the crosshairs like an old Red Ryder
When it comes to a pop top, it's "Ready! Aim! Fire!"
Crack a can, that's some damn music to my ears
It′s a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer

Line ′em up, up
Throw 'em down, down
Nah, we don′t need much, just another damn round
Man, it's abracadabra, they all disappear
It′s a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer

Line 'em up, up
Throw ′em down, down
Nah, we don't need much, just another damn round
Man, it's abracadabra, they all disappear
It′s a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer

Country

This workin' like a dog has got me dog-tired

Pushing twelve-hour days, pullin' all damn nighters

But come five o'clock I'm the hell out of here

Man, it's a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer, yeah

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Thank God for the end of the week, hallelujah

For some hell-bent people wanna burn right through

Couple kegs in the back, let's tap 'em into gear

Man, it's a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer

Nah, we don't need much, just another damn round

Man, it's abracadabra, they all disappear

It's a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer, yeah

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Guess Megan's single again, 'cause her and her friends

They swinging like a wrecking ball when they came in

Drinkin' so loud the whole bar could hear

It's a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer

I got 'em in the crosshairs like an old Red Ryder

When it comes to a pop top, it's "Ready! Aim! Fire!"

Crack a can, that's some damn music to my ears

I Hate Cowboys & All Dogs Go To Hell • 2023

Bad Day To Be A Cold Beer

Chase Rice

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