Now there ain't a man who doesn't drink and there ain't a man who doesn't think
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That the stuff that he consumes is not the best
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The Cubans drink Bacardi rum Formaldehyde is drunk by some
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They say that stuff will give you lots a rest
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Now the Navy likes Torpedo juice but I knew a gambler who'd produce
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The best darn pack of gin that could be found
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Well I drunk 'em all and so I know from pink Champagne to sniffin' snow
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There's just one drink that has that gravy now
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Closer move my beer closer my eyes are dim and I can hardly see
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Why drink bourbon Scotch or wine when beer is cheaper twice as fine
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Closer closer closer move it closer
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Now granddad was no drinkin' man I don't want you to misunderstand
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But he'd take a nip if someone had a shot
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When the first snow fell and it was cold for medicinal purposes I was told
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Those tarries that he nicked sure hit the spot
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But I've heard him say it a time or two that if he had it all again to do
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He would have bought a bar when he was just a pup
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Then whenever he felt a chill or such or maybe he just wanted to slip his clutch
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He would grab the stein and had 'em fill 'er up
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Closer move my beer closer...
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Now Kentucky brew the brandy stuff it looks like water but it's twice as rough
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It makes you think that you been kicked by a mule
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Of course women they drink most anything from milk and tea till a hop-head-sling
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I hear they drink their coffees hot or cool
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Now wine is fine but I declare next morning with them buffels there
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It makes it kinda hard to navigate
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I like to ride with my head clear so if you please just one cold beer
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That's something that I'd sure appreciate
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Closer move my beer closer...
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Closer Closer Closer
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| Tex Williams |
