Artist: Jesse Stewart
Song: Cold Beer
Transcriber: Waja Wabit

This song was made Reddit famous by this video (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vUEwqDKMvS4),
featuring Jesse Stewart singing it around a campfire.  I transcribed that version.
Its lyrics are based off the song Cry Tunes by Donnie Dumphey.

99% of the lyric transcription credit goes to Reddit user seejsk8.

The whole song is pretty much just Am C G F, but I worked out the spacing / timing to match the song.
The first few seconds of the song were cut off in the video, so I pieced it together myself.


[Intro]

   
   


[Verse]

            
I kinda get br

             
oken when it c

omes to emotio

n,
             
  Makes me sta

              
rt choking so 

  
I,  sit by the

 ocean
            
Spent my last 

          
buck on a,  bo

ttle of whiske

y
             
  Drunk and br

             
oke, sittin' h

ere in history
            
I made my mind

    
 up,  how I'm 

going
             
I got no where

              
 to go, don't 

     
know where I'm

 going
            
  I do know on

        
e thing,  one 

thing that is 

true
     (  
Wherever I go,

 (
  I'm gonna ne

ed you
            
We just cant l

        
et each other 

go now
             
  We're too cl

        
ose, to ever s

low down
            
  The only one

     
 who,  keeps m

y chin up
             
When you touch

          (
 my lips,  we'


re like two do

gs stuck


[Chorus]

         
Cold, cold bee

r
              
Don't you ever

             
 worry I am ri

    
ght here
              
Never live wit

         
hout you
              
Don't care wha

             
t I amount to,

         
 no
             
Talkin' bout c

         
old, cold beer
              
Don't you ever

             
 worry, I am r

     
ight here
              
Can't ever liv

                   
e without you


[Verse]

            
I pick you up,

   
 I,  take you 

home
             
Sit on my couc

         (
h, turn off my


 phone
            
'Cuz I,  love 

             
your taste,  l

   
ove your smell
             
Who'd have eve

              
r thought that

          
 we could do s

o well
            
Hell,   I gues

        
s we're meant 

for each other
             
Sorta like the

              
 microphone an

     
d my buddy Bru

ce Buffer
            
I can't,  real

     
ly express my 

joy
             
Sorta like a s

              
crap between, 

  (
 Osgood and Pa

tty Roy
            
I can't,  take

    
 my eyes of yo

u
             
   Went to reh

           
ab,  thought t

hat I lost you
            
But now we're 

              
back together,


  with a venge

ance
             
Must be my lit

      (
tle, Irish dec

endance.
            
It feels prett

              
y good to get 

     
this,  off my 

chest
             
Even though pe

            
ople sayin, Je

sse's obsessed
            
Well maybe I a

  
m,  maybe they

're right
             
One thing that

              
 I know, it wa

   (
s love at firs

t sight


[Chorus]

            
Yeah cold, col

  
d beer
              
Don't you ever

             
 worry, I am r

     
ight here
              
Can never live

            
 without you
              
I wouldn't eve

          
n want to
           
Co-old, cold b

eer
              
Don't you ever

             
 worry, I am r

   
ight here
              
Never live wit

        
hout you
              
You don't care

             
 what I amount

     
 to


[Instrumental]

   
   


[Verse]

            
Well I'm sitti

              
ng on my stoop

  
, feelin' kind

a lonely
             
Me and Brenda 

              
fightin' so I,


  called up th

e homies
            
But b'ys busy 

            
hangin' out,  

in front of So

bey's
             
There's only o

              
ne little fell

  
a,  who really

 knows me
            
He comes in a 

             
little brown, 

 bottle or can
             
  Sits in my h

              
ead 'til I can

 
 barely stand
            
He's,  part of

              
 the family, h

    
e's,  part of 

the team
         (
Took me under 

            
his wing when 

  (
I was just a t

een
            
Every time he 

              
comes around h

         
e always,  tak

es me back
             
To when I had 

              
a fake ID, and

   
 a little dirt

 stash
            
Road soak, col

       
d pop, 2 4, wo

b pop
             
Pop top, twist

      (
 top,  tall bo

y cold shot


[Chorus]

         
Beer, cold bee

r
              
Don't you ever

             
 worry, I am r

     
ight here
              
Never live wit

        
hout you
              
You don't care

             
 what I amount

     
 to
    (  
Oh cold, cold 

 (
beer
              
Don't you ever

  (     
 worry I am ri

     (
ght here
              
Can't ever liv

             
e without you
              
I wouldn't eve

   (   (
n want to