Beer Drinkin Buddies

D D D D D G D It sure aint no city, Lord, it aint even a town, D G D but it's the place we grew up and the one we still hang around; D G D anything we've done, we've done done it again, D G D me and the boys, I shoot the bull with the one's I call my friends . A G D Oh, we drive trucks and hunt ducks and go nuts over bucks, A G we know about good lovin and good times; D A G D D D D yeah, me and these beer drinking buddies of mine. D G D Talk the wild talk, head up and keep believing D G D and we got it all from where we're sittin this evening; D G D but don't get me wrong, we ain't high on the hog , D G D but there still richness in whiskey, a good woman and dogs . A G D Oh, we drive trucks and hunt ducks and go nuts over bucks, A G we know about good lovin and good times; D A G D D yeah, me and these beer drinking buddies of mine. A A G D D D G G G G D A G D D D D D D D D D G D Red, white and blue jeans and boots 'til the end, D G D we say: "yes, sir, yes, mam, and a prayer now and then. D G D Pay the note on our homes and some hand me down land, D G D D our hard work and a little luck and company truck making a stand. End-Chorus A G D Oh, we drive trucks and hunt ducks and go nuts over bucks, A G we know about good lovin and good times; D A G D D D D lori me and these beer drinking buddies of mine, D A G D yeah, me and these beer drinking buddies of mine.