Alcohall of Fame Songtext
von Riley Green

I′m from way out in the country
I ain't got a lot of money
But I reckon I got everything I′m gonna need
Gas in my ol' chevy, a cooler full of heavy
Yeah, I guess you can say I like the finer things
I may never make an honor roll, but I can take you to a honey hole
And I can sit here fireside, sipping on something with you all night
And I'm a member of the alcohall of fame
Where the whiskey, wine, beer, rain and shine
It don′t matter what I drink
When I′m recognized, ol' hank can write that speech I′ve gotta make
Under neon lights, 'til closing time
I′ll have a place in the alcohall of fame
I drink a case of busch lighty almost every single friday
On a croppie catchin' tracker with a mercury
I can drink a cold moldella on a strangers winnebago
Watchin′ senior take the lead on a talladega turn three
I'm a legend at the local bar, I'm shootin′ pool and throwing darts


And I may not get a trophy
But your gonna get to know me from me raisin′ hell
And I'm a member of the alcohall of fame
Where the whiskey, wine, beer, rain and shine
It don′t matter what I drink
When I'm recognized, ol′ hank can write that speech I've gotta make
Under neon lights, ′til closing time
I'll have a place in the alcohall of fame
In the alcohall of fame
Yeah, some say it's a problem, but it ain′t
I′m just tryna get my name in the alcohall of fame
And I'm a member of the alcohall of fame
Where the whiskey, wine, beer, rain and shine
It don′t matter what I drink
When I'm recognized, ol′ hank can write that speech I've gotta make
Under neon lights, ′til closing time
I'll have a place in the alcohall of fame
In the alcohall of fame