110 in the shade Iced tea won’t cut it And neither will lemonade I need a cold Budweiser on a bar stool And a jukebox by my dear Singing cold beer country 'Cause it’s cold beer country round here So dang hot you want to sit around naked Ain’t rained one

Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favorite song Baby, I'm dancing in the dark, with you between my arms I found a love for me Darling just dive right in And follow my lead Well I found a girl beautiful and sweet I never knew you were the someone

You and me and my guitar Make a list of your favorite songs I can play and you can sing along Don't really matter if we get 'em wrong Ain't nobody listenin' but the moon And all the stars Baby, we don't need no bar All we need is this old jar Tonight,

Has only got so long Even the sweetest plum Maybe we're overgrown Maybe our time has come Baby, we're barely holding on (Got so long) You can't change what the seasons bring The sweetest plum Watching you sleep

Well, there's broken silence By thunder crashing in the dark (Crash in the dark) And this broken record Spin endless circles in the bar (Spin 'round in the bar) This world can hurt you It cuts you deep and leaves a scar Things fall apart, but nothing

What goes around comes back around Just look around It's been that way forever Baby, just look at you now, barely holding it together We were so in love, but you gave that up Are you happy now? This is what you wanted, baby now you got it Something is

The girl in the other room She knows by now There's something ain't know other fears Now she wears this thread bare She sits on the floor The glass press tight to the wall She hears murmurs low The paper is peeling Her eyes staring straight at the ceiling

And I'm staring down the barrel of a 45 Swimming through the ashes of another life No real reason to accept the way things have changed Staring down the barrel of a 45 What ever happened to the young man's heart? Swallowed by pain, as he slowly fell

Life of a Don, lights keep glowing Coming in the club with that fresh **** on With something crazy on my arm Uh-uh-hum, and here's another hit, Barry Bonds We outta here baby! It's what you all been waiting for ain't it? What people pay paper for damn

Peanut butter sandwich eatin' Watching the world go by Where I've done some beer crackin' Crying, praying, laughin' We can leave our cut offs and our cares Who knows what can happen I do all my dreamin' there I do my barber sinking Just talking to the