Tono: B
Introducción: A
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This workin' like a dog has got me dog tired
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Pushing twelve-hour days, pullin' all damn nighters
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But come five o'clock I'm the hell out of here
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Man, it's a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer
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Thank God for the end of the week, hallelujah
E D A
For some hell-bent people wanna burn right through
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Couple kegs in the back, let's tap 'em into gear
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Man, it's a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer
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Line 'em up, up
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Throw 'em down, down
E D A
Nah, we don't need much, just another damn round
F#m E D
Man, it's abracadabra, they all disappear
E D A
It's a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer
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Guess Megan's single again, 'cause her and her friends
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They swinging like a wrecking ball when they came in
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Drinkin' so loud the whole bar could hear
E D A
Man, it's a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer
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Line 'em up, up
D
Throw 'em down, down
E D A
Nah, we don't need much, just another damn round
F#m E D
Man, it's abracadabra, they all disappear
E D A
It's a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer
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I got 'em in the crosshairs like an old Red Ryder
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When it comes to a pop top, it's 'Ready! Aim! Fire!'
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Crack a can, that's some damn music to my ears
E D
It's a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer
A
Line 'em up, up
D
Throw 'em down, down
E D A
Nah, we don't need much, just another damn round
F#m E D
Man, it's abracadabra, they all disappear
E D
It's a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer
A
Line 'em up, up
D
Throw 'em down, down
E D A
Nah, we don't need much, just another damn round
F#m E D
Man, it's abracadabra, they all disappear
E D
It's a bad, bad day to be a cold, cold beer
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