I′m from way out in the country, I ain't got a lot of money
But I reckon, I got everything I′m gon' need
Gas in my ol' Chevy, and a cooler full of heavy
Yeah, I guess you can say I like the finer things
I may never make an honor roll
But I can take you to a honey hole
And I can sit here fireside, sippin′ on somethin′ with you all night
And I'm a member of the alcohall of fame
Whether whiskey, wine, beer, rain and shine
It don′t matter what I drink
When I'm recognized, ol′ Hank can write that speech I've gotta make
Under neon lights, ′til closing time
I'll have a place in the alcohall of fame
I drink a case of Busch lighty almost every single Friday
On a croppie catchin' tracker with a mercury
I can drink a cold Moldella on a stranger′s Winnebago
Watchin′ senior take the lead on a Talladega turn three
I'm a legend at the local bar
I′m shootin' pool and throwing darts
And I may not get a trophy, but you′re gonna get to know me from me raisin' hell
And I′m a member of the alcohall of fame
Whether whiskey, wine, beer, rain and shine
It don't matter what I drink
When I'm recognized, ol′ Hank can write that speech I′ve gotta make
Under neon lights 'til closing time
I′ll have a place in the alcohall of fame
In the alcohall of fame
Yeah, some say it's a problem, but it ain′t
I'm just tryna get my name
In the alcohall of fame
I′m a member of the alcohall of fame
Whether whiskey, wine, beer, rain and shine
It don't matter what I drink
When I'm recognized, ol′ Hank can write that speech I′ve gotta make
Under neon lights, 'til closing time
I′ll have a place in the alcohall of fame
The alcohall of fame
Writer(s): Drake White, Riley Green, Kelli Johnson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
