Beer On The Table

Every morning I get up before that rooster crows
 Headed straight to somewhere I don't even want to go
 Eggs and bacon in my belly and a Folger's coffee buzz
 Good ol' radar detector it protects me from the fuzz
 Well I do what I gotta do to get through working that 9 to 5
 It's killing me but then again it's keeping me alive
 It puts the gas in my truck, butter on my biscuits,
 Couple bucks when I'm itchin', for a scratch-off ticket
 That poker makes me broker every Saturday night
 But I still got running water and they ain't cut off the lights
 Come Friday night my friends and I start peeling off them labels
 Working hard all week puts beer on the table
 Eighteen bucks an hour and a million dollar tan
 All them women whistle at me while I'm working for the man
 Making me some cold hard cash out in that summer sun
 Come Friday I'll have money but by Monday I'll have none
 Once the bills are paid and that bass boat tank has gone from E to F
 I fill that big ol' cooler up there ain't a whole lot left
 But I got gas in my truck, butter on my biscuits,
 Couple bucks when I'm itchin', for a scratch-off ticket
 That poker makes me broker every Saturday night
 But I still got running water and they ain't cut off the lights
 Come Friday night my friends and I start peeling off them labels
 Working hard all week puts the beer on the table
 Ohhhh, wohhhh, I'm a simple man, yes I am
 All I need is a few good friends and a good job,
 And a good dog, maybe a woman that understands
 An' a little gas in my truck, some butter on my biscuits,
 Couple bucks when I'm itchin', for a scratch-off ticket
 That poker makes me broker every Saturday night
 But I still got running water and they ain't cut off the lights
 Come Friday night my friends and I start peeling off them labels
 Working hard all week yeah, puts the beer on the table, oh, ah
 Puts the beer on the table
 Why don't 'cha'll pass me a'nother one of 'dem cold cans?