Beer Money - Kevin Fowler, Anamul House

There’s one thing this man can’t live without

Somethin' I can wrap my heart and hands around

First thing I wanna hold when I get home

Been savin' up for it all week long

Times are lean and money’s tight

A man’s got to prioritize

I’ve learned how to sacrifice

I’m gonna drive a little less, walk a little more

Save a little bread at the grocery store

Turn down the heat till I can see my breath

Throw another blanket on that ole brass bed

Sell my golf clubs, half my clothes

Sign in the yard says, «Everything goes»

No more roses for my honey

But I ain’t givin' up my beer money

When I’m a six pack shy of next month’s rent

I just pop a top and wonder where it went

Down to four strings on my guitar

Sellin' off my truck part by part

Stretch a dollar, squeeze a dime

Pinchin' pennies;

hell, that’s fine

Ain’t nothin' cuttin' into my beer time

I’m gonna drive a little less, walk a little more

Save a little bread at the grocery store

Turn down the heat till I can see my breath

Throw another blanket on that ole brass bed

Sell my golf clubs, half my clothes

Sign in the yard says, «Everything goes»

No more roses for my honey

But I ain’t givin' up my beer money

There’s enough coupons in the paper

Enough cans at the end of the month

To buy me another case, you know

A man can’t have too much

I’m gonna drive a little less, walk a little more

Save a little bread at the grocery store

Turn down the heat till I can see my breath

Throw another blanket on that ole brass bed

Sell my golf clubs, half my clothes

Sign in the yard says, «Everything goes»

No more roses for my honey

But I ain’t givin' up my beer money

Not my beer money

My beer money

Not my beer money

My beer money