Lyrics:

If you see me walkin'' down the line**lf**With my fav''rite honky tonk in mind,**lf**Well, I''ll be here around suppertime**lf**With my can of dinner and a bunch of fine.**lf****lf**Beer drinkers and hell raisers, yeah.**lf**Uh-huh-huh, baby, don''t you wanna come with me?**lf****lf**The crowd gets loud when the band gets right,**lf**Steel guitar cryin'' through the night.**lf**Yeah, try''n to cover up the corner fight**lf**But ev''rything''s cool ''cause they''s just tight.**lf****lf**Beer drinkers and hell raisers, yeah.**lf**Huh, baby, don''t you wanna come with me?**lf**Ah, play it boy.**lf****lf**The joint was jumpin'' like a cat on hot tin.**lf**Lord, I thought the floor was gonna give in.**lf**Soundin'' a lot like a House Congressional**lf**''Cause we''re experimental and professional.**lf****lf**Beer drinkers, hell raisers, yeah.**lf**Well, baby, don''t you wanna come with me?