Podunk Kinda Back’ards Sorta Deal

Joey the jarhead Met Lisa librarian In a matter of weeks we Eloped in Chattanooga Quite the contrarians Both families were pissed ‘Bout the hitchin’ they missed As we settled in Chinquapin And the kind o life we was headed for Started a-sinkin’ in It’s a podunk kinda back’ards sorta deal For thirty years o’ sweat n tears It was smooth as corn meal But, now we’re looking down Best check your breathalyzer We got a view of none other Than the ever-lovin’ mother-plant Brewin’ Yeah brewin’ that Budweiser. I said they’re lookin’ down on that Budweiser plant, (sniff) Smell that Smell? Well, Joey’s now in management At the local Quiktrip And I just spend that money Like I couldn’t give a rip We got a boy named Chase Stonewall Got a girl named Chandler Lee We got memories of the Chinquapin Wagon Wheel We’re livin’ out a hillbilly dream! It’s a podunk kinda back’ards sorta deal For thirty years o’ sweat n tears It was smooth as corn meal But, now we’re looking down Best check your breathalyzer We got a view of none other Than the ever-lovin’ mother-plant Brewin’ Budweiser. It’s a podunk kinda back’ards sorta deal For thirty years o’ sweat n tears It was smooth as corn meal But, now we’re looking down Best check your breathalyzer We got a view of none other Than the ever-lovin’ mother-plant Brewin’ Yeah, brewin’ that Budweiser. Brewin’ that Budweiser, Yeah See it down there in that valley Can ya smell that smell? Kinda makes me thirsty.