Beer Run — текст песни (GARTH BROOKS)

Twenty-five minutes past quitting time

Seven of us crammed into that truck of mine

Paying no attention to them highway signs

Doing ninety miles an hour toward the county line

Quick sack, twelve pack, back again

Its a b-double e-double are you in?



My buddies and their babies letting down their hair

As long as were together is dont matter where

Aint got a lot of money but we just dont care

Knowing half the fun is in the getting there

Aztec, long necks, paychecks spent

Oh, its a b-double e-double are you in?



I cant stop thinking

What the hell they were drinking

Whan they made this county dry

I got a week-long thirst

And to make it worse

Lord, its my turn to drive



Laughing and bragging and a carrying on

We loaded up the wagons and we headed home

I guess half a dozen cases doesnt last that long

Come tomorrow morning itll be all gone

Them, its turn around, leave town, sounds again

Like a b-double e-double are you in?