There’s many people in the world I hold dear
Sadly, many of them refuse to stay near
But there’s one friend
Who’s there to the end
I know I can always count on beer
There’s many people in the world I hold dear
Sadly, many of them refuse to stay near
But there’s one friend
Who’s there to the end
I know I can always count on beer
Everyone loves the summer
No other season is funner
But here in Fresno
Where it’s an inferno
We sizzle like bacon and suffer
It’s the best season of the year
A time for hotdogs sodas and beer
Sure Christmas is fine
Thanksgiving divine
But it’s for baseball season I cheer