Now there's something 'bout when the weather gets warm The bluebirds singing and the honeybees swarm Girls are wearin' the daisy dukes And I'm rockin' flip flops stead of cowboy boots
There's a party goin' on underneath burnt bridge So damn packed you gotta park it in the ditch Jams start pumpin' out the stereo Bass drum buckin' like a rodeo
Makes you wanna drink, don't it (hell yeah, get tore up) Makes you wanna drink, don't it (everybody raise up them cups) On a riverbank Got the 'Bama cranked Makes you wanna drink, don't it
Now when the dogwoods bloom and the grass gets green The catfish makin' them Zebco sing Monday morning is out of sight We all get little thirsty on Friday night
Hey girl, won't you hold me tight My hands so cold from diggin' in the ice I got a case of Busch light You want one, alright
Makes you wanna drink, don't it (hell yeah, get tore up) Makes you wanna drink, don't it (everybody raise up them cups) On a riverbank Got the skynrd cranked Makes you wanna drink, don't it
Get your hands up If you're pickin' up what I'm Puttin' down Get your hands up If you want me to buy you another round a Get your hands up If your whiskey bent and hell bound Get your hands up If you like the way that guitar sounds
Makes you wanna drink, don't it (hell yeah, get tore up) Makes you wanna drink, don't it (everybody raise up them cups) On a riverbank Got bocephus cranked
Makes you wanna drink, don't it (hell yeah, get tore up) Makes you wanna drink, don't it (everybody raise up them cups) On a riverbank Got that country cranked up Makes you wanna drink, don't it (hell yeah, get tore up)
Compositores: Craig Michael Wiseman, Thomas Rhett Akins, Tyler Lynn Farr ECAD: Obra #25637067