Beer Bait And Ammo
Kevin Fowler
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Verse
A D Well now early one day I was on my way to my favorite fishin’ hole E I was thinking I could sure use another bottle of booze A My baits a’ runnin a little low Man a box of 12 gauge would be all the rage D I’m all liquored up and I’m feelin’ good E Well just down the road there was a place called Bubba’s A Man he’s got the goods…
Chorus
A And the sign said beer, bait, and ammo yeah D They got everything in between E Yeah they got anything any old beer drinkin A Hell raisin, bonified redneck needs They got your fishin hooks, they got your dirty books D They got your rebel flag on the wall E Sign said beer, bait, and ammo yeah A You ask me they got it all
Verse
A Well now when I walked in I cain’t even begin D To describe just what I smelled E Lord was it the catfish bait or something Bubba had ate A Was it those pickled eggs on the shelf Yeah with a toothless grin he said boy step right on in D E Make yourself right at home, I said no, no, no thank you man A With a 12 pack of cans and I’ll be good to go
Chorus
A And the sign said beer, bait, and ammo yeah D They got everything in between E Yeah they got anything any old beer drinkin A Hell raisin, bonified redneck needs They got your fishin hooks, they got your dirty books D They got your rebel flag on the wall E Sign said beer, bait, and ammo yeah A You ask me they got it all
Chorus
A And the sign said beer, bait, and ammo yeah D They got everything in between E Yeah they got anything any old beer drinkin A Hell raisin, bonified redneck needs They got your fishin hooks, they got your dirty books D They got your rebel flag on the wall E Sign said beer, bait, and ammo yeah A You ask me they got it all
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