[Intro]  G  C

[Verse]
   
           G               
There's a sun set setting on another good night,
       C
Little can't wait tailgate party on ice.
G
Chilling in the back of a four-wheel drive,
         C
'Bout to pop a top, let it rock.
         G
Some are gonna wanna fight, some are gonna wanna dance,
         C
Some are gonna wanna carry 'round one in each hand.
         G
Yeah, we all have a get a little crazy plan
        C
When we break out and we go out.

[Chorus]

     G                                     F
Everybody's working out doing twelve ounce curls.    
     C
Boys buzzing, hung up on the country girls,
G                                           F
Fishing for the line that'll kick her heart into gear.
C
Hey brother, need another over here.
        G                           F
Got the "Get Right, Good Time" playlist on.
        C
All the worries in the world, they 'bout to be gone.
     G                                   F         C
Some drunk dude's in the crowd yelling, "Let's get weird, y'all."
                    G
Brought to you by a beer.

F             C                          G         F   C
That's right, one of these local beers.

[Verse]

  G     
A hungover headache, sun coming up.
        C
Got her number, no name, can't remember what it was.
       G
If you can't find your wallet or your phone or your truck,
          C
Must have done it good, talking real good.
       G
You're hurting now, dragging 'round, moving slow
       C
but at least you got the stories and pizza on the stove
    G
Left-over, only eight hours to go
          C
'Til it's back on, tie one on.

[Chorus]

     G                                     F
Everybody's working out doing twelve ounce curls.    
     C
Boys buzzing, hung up on the country girls,
G                                           F
Fishing for the line that'll kick her heart into gear.
C
Hey brother, need another over here.
        G                           F
Got the "Get Right, Good Time" playlist on.
        C
All the worries in the world, they 'bout to be gone.
     G                                   F         C
Some drunk dude's in the crowd yelling, "Let's get weird, y'all."
                    G
Brought to you by a beer.

[Solo]   F   C      G       F   C  

     G                                     F
Everybody's working out doing twelve ounce curls.    
     C
Boys buzzing, hung up on the country girls,
G                                           F
Fishing for the line that'll kick her heart into gear.
C
Hey brother, need another over here.
        G                           F
Got the "Get Right, Good Time" playlist on.
        C
All the worries in the world, well....they gone.
     G                                   F         C
Some drunk dude's in the crowd yelling, "Let's get weird, y'all."
                    G         F   C
Brought to you by a beer.

                            G          F   C
It's all brought to you by a beer.

                            G         
It's all brought to you by a beer.
                                          F       
It'll get your head hurting in the morning light.
     C
It'll get you hungover, it'll get you back right.
G                                                   F   C
Hell, you might even have yourself a chance tonight.