About the song
Luke Bryan‘s “Drinkin’ Beer and Wastin’ Bullets” is more than just a catchy country tune; it’s a nostalgic ode to simpler times and the carefree spirit of youth. Released in 2011 as part of his album Kill the Lights, the song quickly became a fan favorite, showcasing Bryan’s ability to connect with listeners on a deeply personal level.
The lyrics paint a vivid picture of a carefree summer night, filled with good friends, cold beer, and the thrill of the open road. Bryan’s storytelling abilities shine through as he describes a group of friends escaping the pressures of everyday life to enjoy the simple pleasures of life. The song’s chorus, “Drinkin’ beer and wastin’ bullets, havin’ fun and raisin’ hell,” encapsulates the carefree attitude of the song and has become a popular sing-along.
Musically, “Drinkin’ Beer and Wastin’ Bullets” is a classic country-rock number, with driving guitars, a steady beat, and Bryan’s signature twangy vocals. The production is polished, yet it retains a raw, authentic feel that is reminiscent of classic country hits from the 1970s and 1980s. The song’s upbeat tempo and positive message make it the perfect soundtrack for a summer party or a night out with friends.
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Lyrics
Out in the sticks with the squirrels and the ticksAnd my 30-06, I’m running out of Miller LiteTrucks in park, the dog won’t bark couple hours ’til darkWishing one would walk byMight as well left my gun in the gun rackBeen here all dayAll I killed’s a 12-packSitting here waiting on a deer, drinkin’ beer and wastin’ bulletsAiming at the empties, missing, hitting pine treesIt ain’t my fault them cans keep movingMy baby’s on the phone saying baby come homeWhere you been and what you’ve been doing?Well, I’ve been sitting here waiting on a deerDrinkin’ beer and wastin’ bulletsThe only deer I’ve seen has been John Deere greenAnd that don’t mean that I got a raw deal‘Cause ain’t no boss calling me horseTicking me off on the edge of this cornfieldOn my second box of Winchester hundred grainsI an’t seen a big buck but it’s been a good daySitting here waiting on a deer, drinkin’ beer and wastin’ bulletsAiming at the empties, missing, hitting pine treesIt ain’t my fault them cans keep movingMy baby’s on the phone saying baby come homeWhere you been and what you’ve been doingWell, I’ve been sitting here waiting on a deerDrinkin’ beer and wastin’ bulletsSitting here waiting on a deer, drinkin’ beer and wastin’ bulletsAiming at the empties, missing, hitting pine treesIt ain’t my fault them cans keep movingMy baby’s on the phone saying baby come homeWhere you been and what you’ve been doingWell, I’ve been sitting here waiting on a deerDrinkin’ beer and wastin’ bulletsSitting here, waiting on a deerDrinkin’ beer and wastin’ bullets