Texty: Trent Willmon. Beer Man.

Spent the night with Jim Beam and Johnny Walker Red,
Woke up with a freight train runnin' through my head,
Ohh I'm a beer man...
Bobby's more the wine kind,
Donny does his shots;
Sammy sips martinis,
Willy smokes pot,
but I'm a beer man...

I've done a little steppin' out there on a limb,
but my open mind winds up closed again,
I like brown bottles and aluminum cans,
Simple maybe...
but that's who I am...
Hey I'M JUST A BEER MAN.

Take your caviar and that fish that ain't cooked,
take if off a cracker and throw it on a hook,
I'm a beer man...
Oh and if I was a rich man tell ya what I'd do,
I'd be the same old, plain old, guy you always knew,
just a beer man...

I've done a little steppin' out there on a limb,
but my open mind winds up closed again,
I like brown bottles and aluminum cans,
Call me simple ...
but that's who I am...
Hey I'M JUST A BEER MAN.

Yeah - I've done a little steppin' out there on a limb,
but my open mind winds up closed again,
I like brown bottles and aluminum cans,
Call me simple ...
but I can't change who I am...
Whoa I'M JUST A BEER MAN.
Yeah... I'm a beer man...