Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Morgan Wallen
Vocals
Jake Mitchell
Programming
Bryan Sutton
Acoustic Guitar
Dave Cohen
Keyboards
Jerry Roe
Drums
Jimmie Lee Sloas
Bass
Tom Bukovac
Electric Guitar
Derek Wells
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Morgan Wallen
Songwriter
Jake Mitchell
Songwriter
Michael Hardy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Josh Ditty
Assistant Recording Engineer
Ally Gecewicz
Editing Engineer
Eivind Nordland
Editing Engineer
Joey Moi
Producer
Scott Cooke
Editing Engineer
Jeff Balding
Recording Engineer
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering Engineer
Sean R. Badum
Assistant Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Map dot, southern rock, buckshot, stop sign
Grizz packed, mantle rack, channel cat, trot line
Pipes ain't bristol, but they pretty loud though
'Round here the sun goes down slow
But beer don't
[Verse 2]
Home base, that's the party spot at the walmart
2nd base in the parking lot at the ballpark
Sweet cherry pie slice in the boondocks
Skillets and the engines and the women stay hot, but
[Verse 3]
Beer don't start nothing, but the party
Beer don't taste half as good in the city
Beer don't buzz with that hip hop, cuz
But it damn sure does with a little nitty gritty
Beer don't bust its ass Monday to Friday
Beer don't wanna sit in a glass, so slide it my way
We might drink way too many of 'em at the bar
People got their own opinion about how redneck we are
But beer don't
[Verse 4]
Big boss on ya back 'bout to get a cuss out
Scopes off, low shot, didn't lay the buck down
Baby says, "Bye" and it down right breaks ya
Hey, just remember when you think the world hates ya
[Verse 5]
Beer don't start nothing, but the party
Beer don't taste half as good in the city
Beer don't buzz with that hip hop, cuz
But it damn sure does with a little nitty gritty
Beer don't bust its ass Monday to Friday
Beer don't wanna sit in a glass, so slide it my way
We might drink way too many of 'em at the bar
People got their own opinion about how redneck we are
But beer don't
No, beer don't
[Verse 6]
One beer, two beer, three beer, four
There's twenty more of 'em behind the fridge door
Five beer, six beer, seven beer, eight
You can keep count, but I'll tell ya who ain't
[Verse 7]
Beer don't start nothing, but the party
Beer don't taste half as good in the city
Beer don't buzz with that hip hop, cuz
But it damn sure does with a little nitty gritty
Beer don't bust its ass Monday to Friday
Beer don't wanna sit in a glass, so slide it my way
We might drink way too many of 'em at the bar
People got their own opinion about how redneck we are
But beer don't
[Verse 8]
No, beer don't
Yeah, beer don't
But beer don't
Written by: Morgan Wallen, Michael Hardy, Jake Mitchell