Beer on Monday church on Sunday

Well, I wake up with the sunrise, Monday morning blues, Grab my boots and my hat, 'cause there's work to do. From dawn 'til dusk, I'm out on the land, Livin' my life with a cold one in my hand. It's beer on Monday, church on Sunday, That's the way we live, in my little town someday. We work hard, play harder, that's our style, Simple livin', country mile by mile. Come Sunday morning, I'll be sittin' in that pew, Singin' 'bout redemption, and what's right and true. Thank the Lord for this life, this land so wide, Blessed with family, friends, and a good moonshine. It's beer on Monday, church on Sunday, That's the way we live, in my little town someday. We work hard, play harder, that's our style, Simple livin', country mile by mile. From the rolling hills to the dusty roads, Where the creek runs deep and the cornfield grows. We hold on tight to our roots so deep, Where the nights are warm and the heartbeats beat. So raise a glass to the ones who came before, Who paved the way for a life worth fightin' for. With a song in our hearts and a faith so strong, We'll keep on singin' our country song. It's beer on Monday, church on Sunday, That's the way we live, in my little town someday. We work hard, play harder, that's our style, Simple livin', country mile by mile. So here's to the simple life, under God's bright sun, Where beer on Monday and church on Sunday, we'll always run. In this country life, we're proud to be, Home of the brave, land of the free. Don't share sensitive info. Chats may be reviewed and used to train our models. Learn