Beer Drinkers & Hell Raisers

And if you see me walking down the line

With my favorite honky tonk in mind

Well, I'll be here around supper time

With my can of dinner and a bunch of fine

Beer drinkers and hell raisers, yeah

Baby, don't you want to come with me?

And the crowd gets loud when the band gets right

Steel guitar crying through the night

Yeah, trying to cover up the corner fight

But everything's cool 'cause they just tight

Beer drinkers and hell raisers, yeah

Baby, don't you want to come with me?

Ah, play it boy!

The joint was jumping like a cat on hot tin

Lord, I thought the floor was gonna give in

Soundin' a lot like they got House Congressional

'Cause we're experimental and professional

Beer drinkers, hell raisers, yeah

Well, baby, don't you want to come with me?