Kevin Fowler - Beer Money lyrics

There's one thing this man can't live without Something I can wrap my heart and hands around First thing I want to hold when I get home Been savin' up for it all week long Times are lean and money's tight A man's got to prioritize I've learned how to sacrifice [Chorus:] I'm gonna drive a little less, walk a little more, Save a little bread at the grocery store, Turn down the heat till I can see my breath, Throw another blanket on that old bra** bed, Sell my golf clubs half my clothes, Sign in the yard says everything goes And no more roses for my honey, but ain't givin’ up my beer money! When I'm a six pack shy of next month’s rent, I just pop a top and wonder where it went Down to four strings on my guitar Sellin' off my truck part by part Stretch a dollar, squeeze a dime Pinchin' pennies, hell that’s fine, Ain't nothing cuttin' into my beer time [Chorus] Well there's coupons in the paper, Enough cans at the end of the month to buy me another case You know a man can't have too much [Chorus] Not my beer money! My beer money! Not my beer money! My beer money!