Cold Beer Calling My Name

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