Story Behind The Song

Just wanted to write a good time bar song!

Song Description

Having played in countless bars, I've known many a beer drinker like the subject in the song.

Lyrics

I LOVES MY BEER
words and music by Sam Cooper

Well, one beer after I walked into that place I was still polite.
And two beers later, I was warmin' up for the night.
Well, my thirst got bigger and bigger as I guzzled numero four,
So I told the barkeep to pour me just one more.

Well five beers after I started drinkin', my head was a gittin' big,
And on the sixth one I called some biker's old lady a pig (she had that squigley little tail and split hooves).
Well that biker was in heaven when he broke number seven on my head to end the debate,
And he left me no choice but to order number eight.

(chorus)
Well, I don't care 'bout gin or wine,
A shot of tequila will do me fine,
But I loves my beer, I loves my beer.
And it's been said I got a hollow leg,
'Cause I can really dent a quarter keg,
But I don't keer, 'cause I loves my beer.

Well, last month I musta polished off a truckload of that golden brewery freight,
And I'm always willin' to make a toast, 'specially when it's time to celebrate.
But when I celebrate and important date like Christmas in July,
I gits a six-month start so's it doesn't pass me by and here's why.

(repeat chorus)

Now, people say I've got a drinkin' problem and they wonder why I'm still alive,
But I can't recall havin' no problems at all drinkin' Colt 45.
I hope that Bud and Heinekin and Coors and Lone Star and Pearl and Michelob never let their vats run dry,
'Cause if they do, they can kiss my Sam Adams drinkin' ass goodbye, well bye-bye!

(repeat chorus)
I loves my beer.