Blood, Sweat & Beer - Creed Fisher

I love women and cocaine\nJim Beam and cold beer\nWhiskey on ice makes me feel nice\nWhen I drink too much, I get crazy as hell\nBut I’ve always been crazy (yeah, yes)\nSo fill up my glass\nI’ll drink it down, I’ll buy one more round\n'Cause this honky tonk lifestyle is kickin' my ass\nIt’s a hard road to travel as you go alone\nThis bar is a prison if you can’t go home\nWhile your children are growin', you’ll be right here\nChasin' a drink with blood, sweat and beer\nLong nights on this highway\nHave weathered my mind\nAll my rowdy friends, they done gave in\nSettled down, got married, make love to their wives\nBut you won’t get no lovin'\nIf you don’t go home\n'Til 4 a.m., and you’re drunk again\nYou’re singin', «Thank God and Greyhound she’s gone»\nIt’s a hard road to travel as you go alone\nThis bar is a prison if you can’t go home\nWhile your children are growin', you’ll be right here\nChasin' a drink with blood, sweat and beer\nIt’s a hard road to travel as you go alone\nThis bar is a prison if you can’t go home\nWhile your children are growin', you’ll be right here\nChasin' a drink with blood, sweat and beer\nChasin' a drink with blood, sweat and beer\nIt’s a hard road to travel as you go alone\nThis bar is a prison if you can’t go home\nWhile your children are growin', you’ll be right here\nChasin' a drink with blood, sweat and beer