Kurt FortmeyerA Beer In The Hand
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From the album "Ameraucana", released June 9, 2017
Recorded by Pat Lassiter at River Front Recording in Madison, Tennessee
Produced by Pat Lassiter and Kurt Fortmeyer
Executive Producer: Red Wigglers

Kurt Fortmeyer - lead vocal
Tim Galloway - acoustic, electric, and Leslie guitars
Mike Holmes - piano, organ
Pat Lassiter - bass
Will Ellis - drums
Kathy Hussey - backing vocals
Dan Schaefer - backing vocals

A BEER IN THE HAND
(Kurt Fortmeyer/CJ Watson)
Dad Zone Music ASCAP/Papa Hippie Music ASCAP

I ‘ve got me a deck chair with bicycle tires
And a great place to park it out here
The sign on the back says “this guitar’s for hire”
And I’ll play for food for girls and/or beer
It’s an easy life but someone’s gotta do it
You may think it ain’t right but I tell you what I always say
When it comes down to it

A beer in the hand is worth two in the fridge
I don’t go looking for clams 'cause that ain’t what I dig
It’s not that I’m lazy
It’s just that I’m saving up my energy for moments like this
When a beer in the hand is worth two in the fridge

I don’t fish or swim I don’t even wade
I’d rather hang loose than hang ten
If I get the urge to catch me a wave
I just wait for the tide to roll in
If life is a song then mine is a slow one
So pull up a chair sing along if you dare but hey first
Could you bring me a cold one

A beer in the hand is worth two in the fridge
I don’t go looking for clams because that ain’t what I dig
It’s not that I’m lazy
It’s just that I’m saving up my energy for moments like this
When a beer in the hand is worth two in the fridge

And when I think that December can’t get any better than sunshine cervezas and palm trees
There’s an angel who’s covered in sweet cocoa butter and she likes to come rub it on me
While I play my guitar yeah she loves the way I twang it
She’ll be here soon and I’m almost in tune so come on everybody and sing it

A beer in the hand is worth two in the fridge
I don’t go looking for clams because that ain’t what I dig
It’s not that I’m lazy
It’s just that I’m saving up my energy for moments like this
When a beer in the hand is worth two in the fridge
Yeah a beer in the hand is worth two in the fridge
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