Letra de Beer Tastes Better On Friday

I like a cold one when the game's on
And hangin' with the guys on a Monday night
Or maybe on a Sunday
When the grill's fired up and the weather's just right
I like a six pack kicking back on the lake
Toes in the water on a Saturday
With all that said, y'all, what can I say?
Beer tastes better on Fridays
[Chorus]
When the hay's in the barn and my girl's on my arm
When the boss man's off my back
When the holla comes alive with the four-wheel drives
Raising hell, yeah, we like it like that
Got the same old coozie holdin' the same old can
From the same old cooler, but something's different, man
'Cause beer tastes better on Friday
I get thirsty from a long day
Of breaking my back in the summer sun
But a brewsky sure helps me
To lay it on back when the day is done
But the works not over till the week's gone
Until then I'll keep chugging along
But like I said, y'all, what can I say?
Beer tastes better on Fridays
[Chorus]
When the hay's in the barn and my girl's on my arm
When the boss man's off my back
When the holla comes alive with the four-wheel drives
Raising hell, yeah, we like it like that
Got the same old coozie holdin' the same old can
From the same old cooler, but something's different, man
'Cause beer tastes better on Fridays
Seems that the only thing that gets me by
Is settin' my sights on Friday night
[Chorus]
When the hay's in the barn and my girl's on my arm
When the boss man's off my back
When the holla comes alive with the four-wheel drives
Raising hell, yeah, we like it like that
Got the same old coozie holdin' the same old can
From the same old cooler, but something's different, man
'Cause beer tastes better
Beer tastes better, beer tastes better on Fridays