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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jameson Rodgers
Lead Vocals
Luke Combs
Vocals
Greg Morrow
Drums
Tony Lucido
Bass
Rob McNelley
Electric Guitar
Tom Bukovac
Electric Guitar
Ilya Toshinskiy
Acoustic Guitar
David Dorn
Keyboards
Jake Mitchell
Background Vocals
Adam Lohmeyer
Background Vocals
Ben Fowler
Programming
Brent Anderson
Acoustic Guitar
Chris Farren
Background Vocals
Smith Ahnquist
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jameson Rodgers
Songwriter
Hunter Phelps
Songwriter
Brett Tyler
Songwriter
Alysa Vanderheym
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jake Mitchell
Producer
Chris Farren
Producer
Ben Fowler
Mixing Engineer
Josh Ditty
Assistant Engineer
Joe Martino
Overdub Engineer
Alex Gilson
Vocal Recording Engineer
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
It's been one of them clock it in, knock it out, clock it out
'Bout to kick off the weekend
There's a stretch of blacktop, I ain't never seen a cop
So I'm pushing it a little past ten
Pulled a little money from the bank, put it in the tank
Shined up the windshield glass
Don't know where the night might lead, ain't nowhere to be
But I got to get there fast
There's a cold beer calling my name
Feel a good time coming, got a new song humming
And the sunset's doing its thing
Feeling lucky as a seven, yeah, sometimes heaven
Is a pocket full of payday green
And my baby putting sugar on me
Yeah, it's sure been a pretty damn good day
And there's a cold beer calling my name, yeah
Woo, come on
If there's a hillbilly rock show, I'll be in the front row
Holding up a red Bic flame
Or a wraparound porch with a citronella torch
Yeah, you know I'm down either way
There's a chance that tonight might be a night that we
Ain't ever gonna forget
Yeah, everybody's turning it up, I got a little buzz
And I ain't even had one yet
There's a cold beer calling my name
Feel a good time coming, got a new song humming
And the sunset's doing its thing (its thing)
Feeling lucky as a seven, yeah, sometimes heaven
Is a pocket full of payday green
And my baby putting sugar on me
Yeah, it's sure been a pretty damn good day
And there's a cold beer calling my name
It's calling my name
Yeah, there's a cold beer calling my name
Oh yeah, it is
Yeah, I'm gonna put a little chill in my weekend
Stay up all night, maybe sleep in
I'm gonna sip a little something
And I ain't got to worry 'bout nothing 'cause
There's a cold beer calling my name
Cold beer calling my name
There's a cold beer calling my name
Feel a good time coming, got a new song humming
And the sunset's doing its thing
Feeling lucky as a seven, yeah, sometimes heaven
Is a pocket full of payday green
And my baby putting sugar on me
Yeah, it's sure been a pretty damn good day
And there's a cold beer calling my name
It's calling my name
Cold beer calling my name
It's calling my name (come on)
Yeah, I'm gonna put a little chill in my weekend
Writer(s): Hunter Phelps, Brett Tyler, Jameson Rodgers, Alysa Vanderheym
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