Beer Garden

Never wanted, to work on a farm
Two car garage, works as my barn
Don't drive no tractor, just a Subaru
My thumb ain't green, just black and blue

Tried my hand, at tomatoes and corn
Planted cucumbers, but nothin would form
Drank my beer, threw the cans out back
Up from the ground, grew a new six pack!

Now I got a Beer Garden
Up from the ground I watch the cans harden
And when the fall comes and the middles just right
I pop that cap cause the beer's so ripe

Bud Light, in the very first row
My neighbor Bill, is my only scarecrow
Just hangs on a pole, scarin' off the birds
Picks a Coors off a plant, as he slurs his words

Now I got a Beer Garden
Up from the ground I watch the cans harden
And when the fall comes and the middles just right
I pop that cap cause the beer's so ripe

Got a Beer Garden
Got a Beer Garden

Guinness in the back, with the Stouts and Ales
Lagers in the middle, then the Indian Pales
Think next summer, I'm goin' old school
Pabst Blue Ribbon, Old Style, that's cool

Busch Light Bushes and Silver Bullet Trees
Now my neighbors all love me, they're so easy to please
Pick a can off a plant, or a Growler in the ground
Pop that cap, what a beautiful sound

Now I got a Beer Garden
Up from the ground I watch the cans harden
And when the fall comes and the middles just right
I pop that cap cause the beer's so ripe

Let the hippies grow weed
With their hemp and buds
I'll do hops, barley, and suds

Let the hippies grow weed
With their hemp and buds
I'll do hops, barley, and suds

Got a Beer Garden
Got a Beer Garden
Got a Beer Garden
Got a Beer Garden
Got a Beer Garden
Got a Beer Garden
Got a Beer Garden
Got a Beer Garden
Got a Beer Garden
Got a Beer Garden
Got a Beer Garden
Got a Beer Garden
Got a Beer Garden
Got a Beer Garden
Got a Beer Garden



Credits
Writer(s): John Meyer
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