Beer Drinkers And Hell Raisers — текст песни (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 they`s just 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?