Beer, Bait And Ammo keyboard

Beer, Bait And Ammo

• A

By Kevin Fowler 
Tabbed By Larry Mofle 
[email protected] 
 
 
 
A 
Well now early one day I was on my way 
      D 
To my favorite fishin' hole 
               E 
I was thinking I could sure use another bottle of booze 
                            A 
My baits a' runnin a little low 
      A 
Man a box of 12 gauge would be all the rage 
        D 
I'm all liquored up and I'm feelin' good 
E 
Well just down the road there was a place called Bubba's 
                  A 
Man, he's got the goods 

A 
And the sign said beer, bait, and ammo, yeah 
         D 
They got everything in between 
              E 
Yeah they got anything any old beer drinkin' 
                              A 
Hell-raisin, bonified redneck needs 
              A  
They got your fishin' hooks they got your dirty books 
              D 
They got your rebel flag on the wall 
          E 
Sign said beer, bait, and ammo, yeah 
                       A 
You ask me they got it all 
 
 
Well now when I walked in I can't even begin 
To describe just what I smelled 
Lord was it the catfish bait or something Bubba had ate 
Was it those pickled eggs on the shelf 
Yeah, with a toothless grin he said boy step right on in 
Make yourself right at home, I said no, no, no thank you man 
With a 12 pack of cans and I'll be good to go 
And the sign said 
 
 
Chorus 
 
 
Chorus  

x

Add to Songbook Print Version How to play lesson Submit videolesson

Click the best TAGS for this song:

None of them

Please, enter the best TAGS for this song (separated by commas):