Lyrics
[Verse]
The sun burns down on this old dirt road,
My back is aching, I’m carrying the load.
Boss man’s barking, can’t catch a break,
But there’s a cold one waiting by the lake.
[Chorus]
The beer tastes better when the work gets rough,
When the day’s been long and the world’s too tough.
Crack that can, let the bubbles rise,
It’s a little piece of heaven under open skies.
[Verse]
Calloused hands and a shirt stained brown,
This nine-to-five’s got me feeling worn down.
But that first sip, oh, it hits just right,
Turns a bad day into a good night.
[Chorus]
The beer tastes better when the work gets rough,
When the day’s been long and the world’s too tough.
Crack that can, let the bubbles rise,
It’s a little piece of heaven under open skies.
[Bridge]
It’s not the drink, it’s the peace it brings,
The quiet moments where my soul takes wing.
Out in the field or by the firelight,
That beer’s my savior on a Friday night.
[Chorus]
The beer tastes better when the work gets rough,
When the day’s been long and the world’s too tough.
Crack that can, let the bubbles rise,
It’s a little piece of heaven under open skies.
Style
melodiccountryacousticmale vocals
Prompt
Country song about how the beer tastes better when work sucks
Credits
Prompt byRiffModal848
GeneratedJun 9, 2025
ModelAria v4
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