Hold My Beer - Trace Adkins

作词：Casey Beathard/Monty Criswell/Ed Hill

作曲：Casey Beathard/Monty Criswell/Ed Hill

Ah dearly beloved

We're gathered up in here today

To join in holy monogamy

This here feller and this ol'gal

That he brought with him

The weddin' chapel couldn't

get more packed

The love birds were dressed in

White and black

The preacher turned to the groom

and asked

Him to slip the ring on her left hand

He turned to his best man and said

Hold my beer

This won't take long

And I want it back

And I don't want it gone

I trust ya buddy here

Hold my beer

I now pronounce you Ya'll

They cut the cake

and they poured champagne

They macarana'd and formed a train

But it crashed right

Into the groom's old flame

As she came crashin' in

The new bride just kinda grinned

and said

Hold my beer

This won't take long

And I want it back

And I don't want it gone

I trust ya honey here

Hold my beer

When the catfight broke up

The band broke into some

Haggard and Hank and some cash

When somebody's cousin

that nobody knew

Yelled

What's with this hillbilly crap

You could've heard a pin drop

And then

Hold my beer

This won't take long

And I want it back

And I don't want it gone

Somebody

Hold my beer

This won't take long

And I want it back

And I don't want it gone

I trust ya buddy here

Hold my beer

Yeah no no just hold it

No I wasn't givin' it for you to drink

No It's gone now

Never ask the preacher to hold your beer