Lyrics Colt Ford – Cold Beer

Well good god o’ mighty, there’s a party in here. lord have mercy, I’m thirsty pass me a beer
Been working all day, bout ready to play. I done called all my boys and they on their way.
And we ain’t goin home til the sun come up, and if I’m too drunk to drive I’ll just sleep in my truck
Won’t be the first time, sure not the last. got my eye on that blonde with the heart shaped ass
She been lookin at me since I walked in the door.
Bout time for ole Colt to twirl her round the dance floor
See if she got a thing for them ole cowboys who like to fight, raise hell, and make alot of noise
Well just pass me a cold one, buddy it’s that time again
That neon says open and I’m here with all my friends
So just keep them taps a-flowing, the first round’s all on me
And as long as they keep pouring em, ya’ll we ain’t gonna leave
Well here’s the situation, the blonde wasn’t cooking
But she came with a friend who was just as goodlooking
So I eased on over with a bottle of bud, looked her right in the eye, said little lady what’s up?
D’you like country boys with a southern drawl who fish, hunt, and fight, say yes ma’am and ya’ll?
If so then I might be just your type, if not what the hell? darlin I won’t tell
Now me and you can ease on outta here, my truck is out front I got a cooler of beer
And I’d love to take you for a bite to eat, waffle house is still open right down the street
It’s only on me I got plenty of cash. I might fight a grizzly bear for a piece of that ass.
As a matter of fact, run and get your friends, I’ll round up the boys we can make some noise
Well just pass me a cold one, buddy it’s that time again
That neon says open and I’m here with all my friends
So just keep them taps a-flowing, the first round’s all on me
And as long as they keep pouring em, ya’ll we ain’t gonna leave
C’mon
Well just pass me a cold one, buddy it’s that time