Beer  Drinkers  &  Hell  Raisers  -  ZZ  Top

  If  you  see  me  walkin'  down  the  line

    with  my  fav'rite  honky  tonk  in  mind,

    well,  I'll  be  here  around  suppertime

    with  my  can  of  dinner  and  a  bunch  of  fine.

    Beer  drinkers  and  hell  raisers,  yeah.

    Uh-huh-huh,  baby,

  don't  you  wanna  come  with  me?

    The  crowd  gets  loud  when  the  band  gets  right,

    steel  guitar  cryin'  through  the  night.

    Yeah,  try'n  to  cover  up  the  corner  fight

    but  ev'rything's  cool  'cause  bass  is  tight.

    Beer  drinkers  and  hell  raisers,  yeah.

    Huh,  baby,  don't  you  wanna  come  with  me?

    Ah,  play  it  boy.

    The  joint  was  jumpin'  like  a  cat  on  hot  tin.

    Lord,  I  thought  the  floor  was  gonna  give  in.

    Soundin'  a  lot  like  a  House  Congressional

    'cause  we're  experimental  and  professional.

    Beer  drinkers,

  hell  raisers,  yeah.

    Well,  baby,  don't  you  wanna  come  with  me?