Kevin Fowler
Kevin Fowler - Beer Season songtekst
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I ain't gettin' up early, ain't sittin' outside I've frozen my ass for the very last time Settin' my sights on a brand new kind of prey No sneakin' up on 'em, ain't gotta be quiet You don't need a gun, and you don't need a knife Got a good feelin' we'll be baggin' us a bunch today Well, it's beer season in my neck of the woods Well, they go down easy and they sure taste good Beer season, everybody's here There ain't no limit, and it's open all year Well, I killed a big forty ounce just the other day He didn't even run, didn't try to get away Hung him on the wall for all my friends to see Like shootin' fish in a barrel, it just don't seem right It ain't against the law, you can kill 'em all night Ask the game warden, he's sittin' right next to me Well, it's beer season in my neck of the woods Well, they go down easy and they sure taste good Beer season, everybody's here There ain't no limit, and it's open all year You can lose that camo and lay your rifles down Belly up, let's pull the trigger on another round Well, it's beer season in my neck of the woods Well, they go down easy and they sure taste good Beer season, everybody's here There ain't no limit, and it's open all year You can go out in the woods alone Shiver, shakin' to the bone Probably catch your death of cold I'll be sittin' right back here Where there ain't no limit, and it's open all year Don't want 'em to overpopulate Better kill some more