Beer Season - Kevin Fowler

I ain’t gettin' up early, ain’t sittin' outside

I’ve frozen my ass for the very last time

Settin' my sights on a brand new kind of prey

No sneakin' up on 'em, ain’t gotta be quiet

You don’t need a gun and you don’t need a knife

Gotta good feelin' we’ll be baggin' us a bunch today

Well, it’s beer season in my neck of the woods

Well, they go down easy and they sure taste good

Beer season, everybody’s here

There ain’t no limit and it’s open all year

Well, I killed a big 40 ounce just the other day

He didn’t even run didn’t try to get away

Hung him on the wall for all my friends to see

Like shootin' fish in a barrel, it just don’t seem right

It ain’t against the law, you can kill 'em all night

Ask the game warden, he’s sittin' right next to me

Well, it’s beer season in my neck of the woods

Well, they go down easy and they sure taste good

Beer season, everybody’s here

There ain’t no limit and it’s open all year

You can lose that camo and lay your rifles down

Belly up and let’s pull the trigger on another round

Well, it’s beer season in my neck of the woods

Well, they go down easy and they sure taste good

Beer season, everybody’s here

There ain’t no limit and it’s open all year

You can go out in the woods alone

Shiver shakin' to the bone

Probably catch your death of cold

I’ll be sittin' right back here

Where there ain’t no limit and it’s open all year

Don’t want 'em to overpopulate

Better kill some more