Cold Beer Drinking
Song Lyrics

Hey!
Whiskey burns me up, wine turns my teeth all red
Tequila makes me loco, champagne hurts my head
But let me tell ya I'm a real big fan, of ice fishin' 
for them aluminum cans
I'm just a cold beer drinker, check out the callus 
on pop-top finger
Got a cooler in the back with a 12 pack ready to roll
I'm a killer karaoke country singer, top-water 
rattle-trap spinner bait slinger
king of the grill and a short putt sinker
I'm just a cold beer drinker
Monday through 5 o' clock Friday I'm a hard workin' man
Responsible, kinda dull, head-down, stick to the plan
But all my buddies know me better than that,
Get us all together and we start throwing 'em back
I'm just a cold beer drinker, check out the callus on 
pop-top finger
Got a cooler in the back with a 12 pack ready to roll
I'm a killer karaoke country singer, top-water 
rattle-trap spinner bait slinger
king of the grill and a short putt sinker
I'm just a cold beer drinker, I'm just a cold beer drinker
As far as I'm concerned, it's the All-American way
Twist the top off, just to cap off the day, hey hey, 
hey hey, hey hey
I'm just a cold beer drinker, check out the callus 
on pop-top finger
Got a cooler in the back with a 12 pack raring to go
Don't you know I'm a killer karaoke country singer,
top-water rattle-trap spinner bait slinger, king of 
the grill and a short putt sinker
I'm just a cold beer drinker, I'm just a cold beer drinker,
I'm just a cold beer drinker, yeah


 Songwriters: Jim Mccormick / Jason Matthews / Luke Bryan
Cold Beer Drinker lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, 
Warner/Chappell Music, Inc, Round Hill Music Big Loud Songs