BEER SEASON
Written and Performed by:Kevin Fowler
Transcribed by: Cowboynemo at CountryTabs.com
Key of  "G"

INTRO:  G-D-G    G-D-G

VERSE ONE
G                                C
I ain't a getting up early , ain't sitting outside.
     D                     G
I've frozen my ass for the very last time.
G                     C               D
Setting my sights on a brand new kind of prey.

VERSE TWO
G                            C
No sneakin' up on 'em, ain't got to be quiet.
    D                       G
you don't need a gun, and you don't need a knife.
 G                        C                D
got a good feeling we'll be bagging us a bunch today.

CHORUS
G                        C
Well it's beer season, in my neck of the woods.
           D                      G
Where they go down easy, and they sure taste good.
G            C                (Strum Stop)
Beer season, everybody's here !
     NC                                 G    G  -  D ( 2 bars)
There ain't no limit, and it's open all year.


VERSE THREE (Same chording as above)

Well, I killed a big 40 oz. just the other day.
He didn't even run, didn't try to get away.
Hung him on the wall for all my friends to see.

VERSE FOUR ( Same chords as above)

Like shooting fish in a barrel it just don't seem right.
It ain't against the law you can kill 'em all night.
Ask the game warden,...he's sitting right next to me.


CHORUS REPEAT

INSTRUMENTAL:    G-C-D-G ...... G-C-D-G

BRIDGE
        A                                   C      
You can loose that cammo and lay your rifle down.
     A                                     D
Belly up, let's pull the trigger on another round.

CHORUS
          G               C
Well it's beer season, in my neck of the woods.
          D                       G
Where they go down easy, and they sure taste good.
G           C                 
Beer season, everybody's here !
      G                       C      G
There ain't no limit, and it's open all year

BRIDGE TWO
G
You can go out in the woods alone.
G
Shiver, shake it to the bone.
G
Probably catch your death of cold
G                         C
I'll be sitting right back here.
            G                        C        G
Where there ain't no limit ,and it's open all year.


OUTTRO:   G-D-G      G-D-G

G
Don't want them to over-populate ,but I killed some more.