(The Summer I Drank) Busch Light [Album Version]
Bean bags bangin' off a plywood board
And the crack of an ice cold can
Was the soundtrack to a Midwest summer
And my staggered walk from boy to man
Bought a truck on a loan, got a place of my own
It was the best year of my whole damn life
And as I think back, I know for a fact
That was the summer I drank Busch Light
On a raft, jumpin' in with a half-a-dozen friends
Current River in mid-July
Beer pong games on a pic-nic table
Grill smokin' with the tunes cranked high
Floatin' all day, found a party that night
Pretty cool 'til some fools picked a fight
That's when we split, then passed out in our tents
That was the summer I drank Busch Light
Grab a case, grab chair, plant my ass anywhere
Head for the mountains in my own backyard
As that summer got hotter, those economy lagers
Kept tastin' better than they did at the start
Swimmin' pool, tailgate, 'round a fire, at the lake
Not a place where it didn't feel right
To load my Coleman cooler with an ice bath of beer
It was the summer I drank Busch Light
(Come on)
She was the girl of my dreams, former homecoming queen
Cruisin' the country in the afternoon
'Bout a six-pack in, she gave me a grin
Said to pull off at this spot that she knew
I wasn't tryin' to be clever, man, I'd known her forever
But I'd never seen that fire in her eyes
I remember sun in her hair, clothes everywhere
Must've been that summer I drank Busch Light
Grab a case, grab a chair, plant my ass anywhere
Head for the mountains in my own backyard
As that summer got hotter, those economy lagers
Kept tastin' better than they did at the start
Back roads, closin' bars, Camel Crush, my guitar
And I probably wore my jeans too tight
Unforgettable nights I wish I could remember
It was the summer I drank Busch Light
(Crack one open, boys)
As the years have gone, I guess I've moved on
And abandoned my old stand-by
I drink Nattys and Buds, Michelob and such
Or whatever my wife wants to buy
But every now and then, I'll grab one again
When my past is fading like a dream
And before I know it, those mem'ries start flowin'
Crisp and cold as a mountain stream
Grab a case, grab a chair, plant my ass anywhere
Head for the mountains in my own backyard
As that summer got hotter, those economy lagers
Kept tastin' better than they did at the start
Well, I grew up, threw up
Tried not to screw up
My back in those softball games
If I remember right, hell, I think it just might've been
The summer I drank Busch Light
Pickin' and grinnin'
Fishin' and sinnin'
That long, lost summer I drank Busch Light
(Hey)
And the crack of an ice cold can
Was the soundtrack to a Midwest summer
And my staggered walk from boy to man
Bought a truck on a loan, got a place of my own
It was the best year of my whole damn life
And as I think back, I know for a fact
That was the summer I drank Busch Light
On a raft, jumpin' in with a half-a-dozen friends
Current River in mid-July
Beer pong games on a pic-nic table
Grill smokin' with the tunes cranked high
Floatin' all day, found a party that night
Pretty cool 'til some fools picked a fight
That's when we split, then passed out in our tents
That was the summer I drank Busch Light
Grab a case, grab chair, plant my ass anywhere
Head for the mountains in my own backyard
As that summer got hotter, those economy lagers
Kept tastin' better than they did at the start
Swimmin' pool, tailgate, 'round a fire, at the lake
Not a place where it didn't feel right
To load my Coleman cooler with an ice bath of beer
It was the summer I drank Busch Light
(Come on)
She was the girl of my dreams, former homecoming queen
Cruisin' the country in the afternoon
'Bout a six-pack in, she gave me a grin
Said to pull off at this spot that she knew
I wasn't tryin' to be clever, man, I'd known her forever
But I'd never seen that fire in her eyes
I remember sun in her hair, clothes everywhere
Must've been that summer I drank Busch Light
Grab a case, grab a chair, plant my ass anywhere
Head for the mountains in my own backyard
As that summer got hotter, those economy lagers
Kept tastin' better than they did at the start
Back roads, closin' bars, Camel Crush, my guitar
And I probably wore my jeans too tight
Unforgettable nights I wish I could remember
It was the summer I drank Busch Light
(Crack one open, boys)
As the years have gone, I guess I've moved on
And abandoned my old stand-by
I drink Nattys and Buds, Michelob and such
Or whatever my wife wants to buy
But every now and then, I'll grab one again
When my past is fading like a dream
And before I know it, those mem'ries start flowin'
Crisp and cold as a mountain stream
Grab a case, grab a chair, plant my ass anywhere
Head for the mountains in my own backyard
As that summer got hotter, those economy lagers
Kept tastin' better than they did at the start
Well, I grew up, threw up
Tried not to screw up
My back in those softball games
If I remember right, hell, I think it just might've been
The summer I drank Busch Light
Pickin' and grinnin'
Fishin' and sinnin'
That long, lost summer I drank Busch Light
(Hey)
Credits
Writer(s): Russell Edward Groppel
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