Beers Up, Whisky Down

Beers Up and Whisky Down

It's Friday night,
I just walked in.
Beer in my hand,
And a shit-eating grin.
Jack on the shelf,
Crown in the glass.
Bartender says,
“Tonight's going to be a blast?”

They line them up,
We shoot them down.
Turn that jukebox up,
Let's shake this town.

Beers up, whisky down
Raise 'em high, let 'em come back around
Turn the jukebox up. Let it shake this tow-ow-own

Beers up, whisky down
One more round, then another round
We're gonna keep this up till they shut us dow-ow-own
Beers up, whisky down

Little Jim over here,
Little Jack over there.
Turkey in a bottle.
Getting passed everywhere.
Get out on the floor.
Kicking them heels up high.
someone Hollers out...

IT"S.. MY TURN TO BUY ...

They line 'em up,
We shoot 'em down.
Turn the jukebox up,
Let's shake this town.

Beers up, whisky down
Raise 'em high, let 'em come back around
Turn that jukebox up, let it shake this town
Beers up, whisky down
One more round, then another round
We're gonna keep this party going till they shut us down
Beers up, whisky down

Lost track of time,
Ain't ready to leave.
Got a song on the jukebox
And it"s, movin' my feet.

Beers up!
WHISKY DOWN!
Beers up!
WHISKY DOWN!

Beers up, whisky down
Raise 'em high, let 'em come back around
Turn that jukebox up, let it shake this town
Beers up, whisky down
One more round, then another round
We're gonna keep this party going till they shut us down
Beers up, whisky down

Beers up!
Whisky down!
One more round
Before they shut us down!