I probably shouldn’t say, but I’ll say it anyway,
Although to be fair, you might not really care,
When my life gets tough and I have had enough,
I make my stand, with a cold beer in my hand!
Sometimes I feel like a deer in the headlights,
And I need a cold beer to get my head right,
At the end of the day, if it’s gone the same old way,
I sit back in my chair, and drink another ice cold beer!
I know when I have lost, and I don’t worry about the cost,
There are times when I won, although I can’t think of one,
I refuse to dwell, on all that’s causes me hell,
I just drink a cold beer, and say I’m doing well!
I’m just trying to survive and every day’s a new surprise,
Some days I do okay and some days I just get by,
But if I finish where I started, and I’m not “dearly departed”,
I know I’ll be alright, and I’ll drink another cold beer tonight! □
