Kid Ziggy - Bonfire Boys

I just need an ice cold beer on a Saturday night (an ice cold beer)

Come and kick it with the bonfire boys, come and have a good time (hell yeah)

Rollin up smoke, bourbon on ice, country boy livin what a hell of a life (Yeaaaaah)

Ice cold beer on a Saturday night (an ice cold beer) 

Aye Country trapper baby you ain’t seen no shit like this before

Double Cup my styrofoam it’s Sweet Tea when I pour a four

Smith N Wessen, Winchester, sittin there right by my door

Baby back it up, them daisey dukes is got me wantin more

Aye. Is this a hoe down, or a hootenanny?

She got it from her mama, she got it from her granny

Cornbread, catfish, welcome to the fish fry

(YeeHaw) Baby you ain’t heard but I’m the big guy

Ice cold beer on a Saturday night (an ice cold beer)

Come and kick it with the bonfire boys, come and have a good time (hell yeah)

Rollin up smoke, bourbon on ice, country boy livin what a hell of a life (Yeaaaaah)

Ice cold beer on a Saturday night (an ice cold beer)

I need an ice cold beer baby go and crack it open

I’ve been beer bong drinkin’. I’ve been weed bong smokin’

I’ve been rollin’ up strong, I’ve been puffin Hulk Hogan

I’ve been Jim Beam sippin’, got me too outspoken (yeah)

Ride it with no saddle like the horse been broken

She just hit that backwood, her ass just started chokin

And now I’m hearin’ them crickets with the tree frogs croakin’

The bonfire lit out here in the open. I think I need a

Ice cold beer on a Saturday night

Come and kick it with the bonfire boys, come and have a good time

Rollin up smoke, bourbon on ice, country boy livin what a hell of a life

Ice cold beer on a Saturday night