Cold Beer Kinda Night - LoCash

I’ve been workin' like a dog all day

Sweatin' bullets, just stackin' that hay

I got a 12-pack sittin' on ice

It’s a cold beer kinda night (Hey hey)

That old sun’s finally sinkin' down

Them fireflies are all dancin' around

I hear the crickets singin' back in the pines

It’s a cold beer kinda night (Hey hey)

Whatcha say we go crank up the radio?

Old Alabama singin' feels so right

Pop a top or two;

baby, rock with you

'Til the moon runs out of light

It’s every kiss and reminiscin'

All of the conditions are right

For a cold beer kinda night

(Hey hey, hey hey)

We ain’t gotta shoot no whiskey down

We ain’t gotta go and paint the town

Just catch a buzz and get lost in your eyes

It’s a cold beer kinda night (Hey hey)

Whatcha say we go crank up the radio?

Old Alabama singin' feels so right (Feels so right)

Pop a top or two;

baby, rock with you

'Til the moon runs out of light

It’s every kiss and reminiscin'

All of the conditions are right

For a cold beer kinda night

Well, can’t you feel it, baby, in the air?

We need a little middle of nowhere

It’s lookin' like the stars have all aligned

For a cold beer kinda night (Hey hey)

Whatcha say we go crank up the radio?

Old Alabama singin' feels so right (Feels so right)

Pop a top or two;

baby, rock with you

'Til the moon runs out of light

It’s every kiss and reminiscin'

All of the conditions are right

For a cold beer kinda night

Oh baby, don’t it feel just like

For a cold beer kinda night (Cold beer kinda night)

Yeah, baby, don’t it feel so right?

A cold beer kinda night

Hey hey, hey hey

Hey hey, hey hey