Beer On The Table

Every morning I get up

Before that rooster crows

Heading straight to somewhere

I don't even wanna go

Eggs and bacon in my belly

And a Folgers coffee buzz

Good ol' radar detector

It protects me from the fuzz

Well, I do what I gotta do

To get through working that 9 to 5

It's killing me, but then again

It's keeping me alive

It puts the gas in my truck

Butter on my biscuits

Couple bucks when I'm itching

For a scratch-off ticket

That poker makes me broker

Every Saturday night

But I still got running water

And they ain't cut off the lights

Come Friday night, my friends and I

Start peeling off them labels

Working hard all week

Puts the beer on the table

Eighteen bucks an hour and

A million dollar tan

All them women whistle at me

While I'm working for the man

Making me some cold hard cash

Out in that summer sun

Come Friday I'll have money

But by Monday, I'll have none

Once the bills are paid

And that bass boat tank

Has gone from E to F

I fill that big ol' cooler up

There ain't a whole lot left

But I got gas in my truck

Butter on my biscuits

Couple bucks when I'm itching

For a scratch-off ticket

That poker makes me broker

Every Saturday night

But I still got running water

And they ain't cut off the lights

Come Friday night, my friends and I

Start peeling off them labels

Working hard all week

Puts the beer on the table

Oh, I'm a simple man, yes I am

All I need's a few good friends

And a good job

And a good dog

Maybe a woman that understands

And a little gas in my truck,

Some butter on my biscuits

Couple bucks when I'm itching

For a scratch-off ticket

That poker makes me broker

Every Saturday night

But I still got running water

And they ain't cut off the lights

Come Friday night, my friends and I start

Peeling off them labels

Working hard all week

Puts the beer on the table

Puts the beer on the table

Would y'all pass me another one of them cold cans?