Raise 'em up high
If you're with me tonight
It's no can left behind

Let me lay it
All out on the table
If you're here then
You're willing and able
To let go of that long week
And get a little weekend
Carried away

How 'bout a twelve-pack packed
Just between us
We're gonna drink 'em all gone
Y'all, this is some serious stuff
As far as I can tell
They can't consume themselves
So let's throw
A little help their way

Raise 'em up high
If you're with me tonight
We're on a cold case mission
I got your back if you got mine
To hell with our problems
Yeah, we 'bout to solve 'em
With every single ounce we got
That's right it's no can
No can left behind

It might take us all night long
And a whole bunch of country songs
But everybody hang in there
'Til our work around here's through

Y'all know what to do
I'll be right back

Hey, hey good looking
What'd you come here for
Oh you ain't just thirsty
Well, tell me more
I knew it, it's your ex
Yeah, I've had a few
So this cold one's for you

Raise 'em up high
If you're with me tonight
We're on a cold case mission
I got your back if you got mine
Yeah, to hell with our problems
Yeah, we 'bout to solve 'em
With every single ounce we got
That's right it's no can
No can left behind

Aw, solo
It's all in here
Hopefully not gonna
Have to roll outta here tonight
Watch this

With a little team working
We can put a bit hurting
On everything cold and light
All in flavor say I
It's no can, no can left
I said no can
Yeah, we need everybody's help
'Til there's no can
No can left behind
Alright

I thought it was
A pretty good plan y'all
The beer's not gonna drink itself
So uh, there's a couple left
There's one for me, one for
I'll just keep that one cold
I don't trust ya to drink it all

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Writer(s): BRANDON KINNEY, COLE SWINDELL, MICHAEL CARTER