Ain’t Getting My Beer

Well, I've got a cooler full of liquid gold. Ain't no better

friend that I can hold. I'll share it with you if you're down to

have fun, but cross me wrong and buddy, you're done. Let me tell

you about my ex-bro-in-law. That game warden fella thought he was the law.

Gave me a ticket for hunting too near. Now listen here, he ain't getting

my beer. They ain't getting my beer, no way, no how.

You mess with my drink, buddy, I'll take a bow.

I'm generous and kind, but don't you see clear? Step sideways on