In a sundown little town,
Buddy, there's a beer for that
When you're Tennessee fishin'
And the bass keep hittin',
think you can't get bitter well
there's a cooler full of beer for that
When a girl like you walks out
There ain't a six -pack, twelve -pack,
Fridge full of forties at the liquor store
There ain't a good and gone
Ain't a buzz strong enough,
it don't matter what I do
No bottle, no can to make
Guess I should come to terms
With the fact that you ain't
When I'm next to you hurting
And a hammer drops down on my head
And I'm thinking where am I?
And it might be a beer for
There ain't a six -pack, twelve -pack,
Fridge full of forties at the liquor store
There ain't a good and gone
Ain't a buzz strong enough,
it don't matter what I do
No bottle, no can can make
Guess I should come to terms
with the fact that you ain't
But there ain't enough beer for that
Well I am six pack, twelve pack,
Fridge full of forties at the liquor store
There ain't a good 'un gone,
Ain't a bust strong enough,
it don't matter what I do
no can can make you turn around
Guess I should come to terms
With the fact that you ain't
But there ain't enough beer for that
No, there ain't enough beer
No, there ain't enough beer