Elam Paquette - The Beer Song

I miss my dog, I miss my boots
I miss my girl on a Friday night
But, most of all I miss my beer

I miss my dog, I miss my boots
I miss my girl on a Friday night
But, most of all I miss my beer

Well I left Mississippi about a week ago today
I was looking for adventure in the U.S. of A
So I grabbed my beer and I blew my girl a kiss
As I drove out of my driveway from the home I wouldn't miss
I got about a hundred miles before my troubles had begun
My truck began to sputter, I couldn't get it to run
So I grabbed my liquor, I knew what I had to do
I stood there with my thumb out, I was feelin' pretty blue

I miss my dog, I miss my boots
I miss my girl on a Friday night
But, most of all I miss my beer

I miss my dog, I miss my boots
I miss my girl on a Friday night
But, most of all I miss my beer

Well it was about a half an hour before the big fat trucker pulled over
He had a bottle of Jack Daniels tattooed on his shoulder
His truck smelled like cigarettes and he was smokin' up some bud
He offered me a joint, I said, "No sir I don't do drugs!"
So we got piss drunk instead and I surely almost died
I woke up the next morning lying naked on the roadside
So I grabbed a garbage bag and tied it 'round my waist
The horizon was my destination and I made my way with haste

I miss my dog, I miss my boots
I miss my girl on a Friday night
But, most of all I miss my beer

I miss my dog, I miss my boots
I miss my girl on a Friday night
But, most of all I miss my beer

Well I made it to Las Vegas where the women are so nice
I only had a hundred bucks, but I was sure it would suffice
But after a night of gambling and an evening full of sin
I was outta money, outta luck, with depression setting in
Now I roam the sidewalks with anguish in my heart
I rummage through the garbage cans, I need a fresh start
But there sitting in the rubble and glistening in the sun
A can of beer was lying there, I knew it was the one

I miss my dog, I miss my boots
I miss my girl on a Friday night
But, most of all I miss my beer

I miss my dog, I miss my boots
I miss my girl on a Friday night
But, most of all I miss my beer

I miss my dog, I miss my boots
I miss my girl on a Friday night
But, most of all I miss my beer

I miss my dog, I miss my boots
I miss my girl on a Friday night
But, most of all I miss my beer

I miss my dog, I miss my boots
I miss my girl on a Friday night
But, most of all I miss my beer

I miss my dog, I miss my boots
I miss my girl on a Friday night
But, most of all I miss my beer

Written by:
Elam Paquette

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