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$8 Beer

Them Coulee Boys
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Bought you an $8-dollar beer So, I could keep you here Peanuts and cracker jacks ain't your style I bought some popcorn too, I told you 'you look cute' And you told me that you'd stay for a while As I tried to explain the facets of my game You smiled and you followed along At the drop of a hat and the crack of a bat I saw the love that I thought would be gone Here's to the stories that I'll tell when I'm old Here's to the stories that get ask to be told Here's to the stories with no beginning or end You were humming our song You put your makeup on And I was wondering if I'd get my chance Then the singers sang and your hips started to swing And you took me and you asked me to dance Grabbing you by the waist I spun you right in place You in that beautiful dress caught my eye And when you pulled me near And whispered in my ear I was so happy that I could've died Here's to the stories that I'll tell when I'm old Here's to the stories that get ask to be told Here's to the stories with no beginning or end A pretty girl next to me I walked across the street And we laid in the stones in the field You told me who you wanted to be And we dreamed of what became real Counting the stars and the passing cars We weren't sure of anything at all Through the years, you can find us here And we're writing the end to our song Here's to the stories that I'll tell when I'm old Here's to the stories that get ask to be told Here's to the stories with no beginning or end