Cold Beer Conversation (Acoustic) Lyrics by Russell Dickerson
Cracking a can with my old man’s old man
Telling me all about the first time that he held Grandma’s hand
Six-pack of something, sit back and sip it
Do a little less talking and a lot more listening
To someone who’s done a lot more living than me
Talking God, talking girls
Talking ’bout the big world turning
Drinking up every word
Sitting ’round a bonfire burning
You don’t get time like this with a man like that
Every day, I’m just saying
It’s more than a just a cold beer conversation
Peeling off longneck labels with my best friend
He lives out on the west coast now, but he’s back just for the weekend
Ten years later, we’re still reminiscing
‘Bout touchdown passes and parking lot kisses
Losing all track of time
Man, we could go all night
Talking God, talking girls
Talking ’bout the big world turning
Drinking up every word
Sitting ’round a bonfire burning
You don’t get time like this with a friend like that
Anymore, I’m just saying
It’s more than a just a cold beer conversation
Ooh
Well, she likes hers in a bottle with a lime
And I’ll be twisting off that top for her
For the rest of both of her lives
Just to hear what’s on her mind
Talking God, talking us
Talking ’bout our babies growing
Then one day, when he’s twenty-one
Yeah, he’ll act like it’s his first one
You don’t get time like this with a woman like that
Every day, I’m just saying
It’s more than a just a cold beer
It’s more than a just a cold beer
It’s more than a just a cold beer conversation
It’s more than a just a cold beer conversation