歌曲 | Beer Bait and Ammo |
歌手 | Mark Chesnutt |
专辑 | Savin' the Honky Tonk |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Fowler | |
Well now, early one day, | |
I was on my way | |
To my favorite fishin' hole. | |
I was think I could sure use | |
Another bottle of booze | |
And my baits a runnin a little low, | |
Yeah and a box of twelve gauge | |
Would be all the rage | |
When I'm all liquered up and I'm feelin good | |
Well, just up the road | |
There's a place called bubba's, | |
Man he's got the goods | |
And the sign says, beer bait and ammo, | |
Yeah they got everything in between | |
They got anything any old beer-drinkin, | |
Hell-raisin, bonified redneck needs | |
They got your fishin hooks, | |
They got your dirty books, | |
They got your rebel flag on the wall, | |
The sign says beer, bait, and ammo, yeah you ask me they've got it all. | |
Well when I walked in | |
I couldn't even begin | |
To describe just a what I smelled. | |
Lord was it the catfish bait, | |
Or something bubba had ate, | |
Or was it them pickled eggs on the shelf | |
With a toothless grin, | |
He said so step on in | |
And make yourself right at home | |
And I said no thank you man | |
Just a twelve pack of cans | |
And I'll be good to go | |
And the sign says, beer bait and ammo, | |
Yeah they got everything in between | |
They got anything any old beer-drinkin, | |
Hell-raisin, bonified redneck needs | |
They got your fishin hooks, | |
They got your dirty books, | |
They got your rebel flag on the wall, | |
The sign says beer, bait, and ammo, yeah you ask me they've got it all. | |
Yes they do! | |
And the sign says, beer bait and ammo, | |
Yeah they got everything in between | |
They got anything any old beer-drinkin, | |
Hell-raisin, bonified redneck needs | |
They got your fishin hooks, | |
They got your dirty books, | |
They got your rebel flag on the wall, | |
The sign says beer, bait, and ammo, yeah you ask me they've got it all. | |
Walk it! |
zuo ci : Fowler | |
Well now, early one day, | |
I was on my way | |
To my favorite fishin' hole. | |
I was think I could sure use | |
Another bottle of booze | |
And my baits a runnin a little low, | |
Yeah and a box of twelve gauge | |
Would be all the rage | |
When I' m all liquered up and I' m feelin good | |
Well, just up the road | |
There' s a place called bubba' s, | |
Man he' s got the goods | |
And the sign says, beer bait and ammo, | |
Yeah they got everything in between | |
They got anything any old beerdrinkin, | |
Hellraisin, bonified redneck needs | |
They got your fishin hooks, | |
They got your dirty books, | |
They got your rebel flag on the wall, | |
The sign says beer, bait, and ammo, yeah you ask me they' ve got it all. | |
Well when I walked in | |
I couldn' t even begin | |
To describe just a what I smelled. | |
Lord was it the catfish bait, | |
Or something bubba had ate, | |
Or was it them pickled eggs on the shelf | |
With a toothless grin, | |
He said so step on in | |
And make yourself right at home | |
And I said no thank you man | |
Just a twelve pack of cans | |
And I' ll be good to go | |
And the sign says, beer bait and ammo, | |
Yeah they got everything in between | |
They got anything any old beerdrinkin, | |
Hellraisin, bonified redneck needs | |
They got your fishin hooks, | |
They got your dirty books, | |
They got your rebel flag on the wall, | |
The sign says beer, bait, and ammo, yeah you ask me they' ve got it all. | |
Yes they do! | |
And the sign says, beer bait and ammo, | |
Yeah they got everything in between | |
They got anything any old beerdrinkin, | |
Hellraisin, bonified redneck needs | |
They got your fishin hooks, | |
They got your dirty books, | |
They got your rebel flag on the wall, | |
The sign says beer, bait, and ammo, yeah you ask me they' ve got it all. | |
Walk it! |
zuò cí : Fowler | |
Well now, early one day, | |
I was on my way | |
To my favorite fishin' hole. | |
I was think I could sure use | |
Another bottle of booze | |
And my baits a runnin a little low, | |
Yeah and a box of twelve gauge | |
Would be all the rage | |
When I' m all liquered up and I' m feelin good | |
Well, just up the road | |
There' s a place called bubba' s, | |
Man he' s got the goods | |
And the sign says, beer bait and ammo, | |
Yeah they got everything in between | |
They got anything any old beerdrinkin, | |
Hellraisin, bonified redneck needs | |
They got your fishin hooks, | |
They got your dirty books, | |
They got your rebel flag on the wall, | |
The sign says beer, bait, and ammo, yeah you ask me they' ve got it all. | |
Well when I walked in | |
I couldn' t even begin | |
To describe just a what I smelled. | |
Lord was it the catfish bait, | |
Or something bubba had ate, | |
Or was it them pickled eggs on the shelf | |
With a toothless grin, | |
He said so step on in | |
And make yourself right at home | |
And I said no thank you man | |
Just a twelve pack of cans | |
And I' ll be good to go | |
And the sign says, beer bait and ammo, | |
Yeah they got everything in between | |
They got anything any old beerdrinkin, | |
Hellraisin, bonified redneck needs | |
They got your fishin hooks, | |
They got your dirty books, | |
They got your rebel flag on the wall, | |
The sign says beer, bait, and ammo, yeah you ask me they' ve got it all. | |
Yes they do! | |
And the sign says, beer bait and ammo, | |
Yeah they got everything in between | |
They got anything any old beerdrinkin, | |
Hellraisin, bonified redneck needs | |
They got your fishin hooks, | |
They got your dirty books, | |
They got your rebel flag on the wall, | |
The sign says beer, bait, and ammo, yeah you ask me they' ve got it all. | |
Walk it! |