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 throwin' '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 rarin' 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.

Song details

Artist: bryan, luke