Beer, Bait And Ammo

Well, now early one day, I was on my way to my favorite fishin' hole
I's a thinking I could sure use another bottle of booze
My baits a-runnin a little low
Yeah, and a box of 12 gauge would be all the rage
When I'm all liquored up and I'm feeling good
Walked just down the road there was a place called Bubba's
Man, he's got the goods

And the sign said, "Beer, bait and ammo"
Yeah, they got everything in-between
Yeah, they got anything any old beer drinking hell raising bonafide redneck needs
They got your fishing hooks, got your dirty books
Got your rebel flag on the wall
Sign said, "Beer, bait and ammo"
Yeah, you ask me, they got it all

Well, now when I walked in, I can't a-even begin to describe just what I smelt
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, just a 12 pack of cans and I'll be good to go"

And the sign said, "Beer, bait and ammo"
Yeah, they got everything in-between
Yeah, they got anything any old beer drinking hell raising bonafide redneck needs
They got your fishing hooks, got your dirty books
Got your rebel flag on the wall
Sign said, "Beer, bait and ammo"
Yeah, you ask me, they got it all, oh-oh

And the sign said, "Beer, bait and ammo"
Yeah, they got everything in-between
Yeah, they got anything any old beer drinking hell raising bonafide redneck needs
They got your fishing hooks, got your dirty books
Got your rebel flag on the wall
Sign said, "Beer, bait and ammo"
Yeah, you ask me, they got it all

Everybody now
And the sign said, "Beer, bait and ammo"
Yeah, they got everything in-between
Yeah, they got anything any old beer drinking hell raising bonafide redneck needs
They got your fishing hooks, got your dirty books
Got your rebel flag on the wall
Sign said, "Beer, bait and ammo"
Yeah, you ask me, they got it all

Yeah, the sign said, "Beer, bait and ammo"
Yeah, you ask me, they got it all