The threesome drive around town in their massive truck and hand out beers to all kinds of folks in the song’s music video, including at Bentley’s own Whiskey Row bar in Nashville, where they hosted the first official live performance of “Beers on Me.”
Everybody’s got a problem, so do I
But we ain’t gonna solve ’em on a Saturday night
I just put a paycheck in the bank
And I ain’t hit the town in a minute to drink
You had one of them, one of those weeks
Stuck on repeat, I’ll save you a seat
Come on down, swing on by
Bring whatever’s been on your mind
Locals on tap and bottles on ice
Livin’ on feel-good standard time
My card’s on the bar, you got nowhere to be
If you don’t come through, buddy, that’s on you
‘Cause the beer’s on me
Yeah, the beer’s on me
Ain’t that right, Hardy?
Yeah, I’ma get a round or two for all I want
Just bustin’ your back while you’re cussin’ the sun
And if your girl don’t love you no more
Well, here’s a tall-boy to cry in and it’s been paid for
And if you’re short on cash, say cheers
But don’t sweat it, leave the sweatin’ to the beer
And come on down, swing on by
Bring whatever’s been on your mind
Locals on tap and bottles on ice
Livin’ on feel-good standard time
My card’s on the bar, you got nowhere to be
If you don’t come through, buddy, that’s on you
‘Cause the beer’s on me
Yeah, the beer’s on me
Oh, oh
Oh (drink it down)
I like my drinks like my roof, on the house
We turnin’ up, got double cups, the sun’s goin’ down
With lagers, I’m a boxer, yeah, I need ’bout twelve rounds
And I could be your sponsor if you like how that sounds
Tell me what you’re drinkin’, buckets for a Lincoln
I could cover you and me and everyone you’re bringin’
Come on down, swing on by
Bring whatever’s been on your mind
Locals on tap and bottles on ice
Livin’ on feel-good standard time
My card’s on the bar, you’ve got nowhere to be
If you don’t come through, buddy, that’s on you
‘Cause the beer’s on me (yeah)
Yeah, the beer’s on me, the beer’s on me
Gonna save you a seat (oh-oh-oh-oh)
‘Cause the beer’s on me
Come get a Bud heavy, Busch Light
Kill a cold Miller, Blue Moon, Red Stripe
Naturday, it don’t matter to me
‘Cause don’t nothing taste better than free
Yeah, the beer’s on me
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Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Charles Luke Dick, Dierks Bentley, Ross Copperman, Benjamin Johnson, Daniel Breland, Nicole Gallyon, Niko Moon, Ashley Glenn Gorley, Michael Wilson Hardy
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