Intro: D G A D 


**spoken** 
Uhh, dearly beloved we're gathered up in here today 


To join in Holy Manogamony 

This here feller... and this ol' gal he brought with him 


verse 1: 
G                           D 
The weddin' chapel couldn't get more packed 
    A                          D 
the love birds were dressed in white and black 
    G                      D 
the preacher turned to the groom and asked, 
       A          
him to slip the ring on her left hand 
   Em                          A 
he turned to his best man, and said 


[Refrão]
D       G          A          D 
Hold my beer, this won't take long 
          G                A       D 
I want it back and I don't want it gone 
            Em    A             D 
I trust you buddy, here hold my beer 

**spoken** 
I now pronounce you... ya'll 

verse 2: 
G                          D  
They cut the cake and they poured champagne, 
     A              D 
They Macarena'd and formed a train 
     G                      D 
They crashed right into the grooms old flame, 
   A        D        A 
As she came crashin' in, 
        Em                 A 
The new bride just kind of grinned, and said 


[Refrão]
D       G          A          D  
Hold my beer, this won't take long 
          G                A       D 
I want it back and I don't want it gone,  
            Em    A             D 
I trust you Honey, here hold my beer 

Bridge: 

         Em 
When the cat-fight broke up, 
    D                    G                         D 
The band broke into some Haggard and Hank and some Cash, 
     Em                     D                    G                         A 
When somebody's cousin that nobody knew yelled, "whats with this hillbilly crap?"... 
**spoken** 
You could have heard a pin drop... and then, 
D       G          A          D 
Hold my beer, this won;t take long, 
          G                 A       D 
I want it back, and I don't want it gone, 
                 G          A         D 
Somebody hold my beer, this wont take long  
          G                A       D 
I want it back and I don't want it gone, 
            Em    A             D 
I trust you buddy, here hold my beer 

**spoken** 
Yeah, naw... no just hold it! 

I wasn't givin' it to ya to drink! 

Well, it's gone now... never ask a preacher to hold your beer