Fowler put together a country band in 1998 and began playing Tuesday nights at Babe's on Sixth Street in Austin. Within two years, he'd begun recording albums and struck big with his self-released Beer, Bait and Ammo (2000). The album sold around 30,000 copies in the Texas area and garnered an impressive amount of airplay, particularly for the album's title track. The song became somewhat of a Texas anthem; Mark Chesnutt made the song part of his live show, and Sammy Kershaw recorded it. Fowler returned in 2002 with his third album, High on the Hog, and boasted some impressive guests, including Willie Nelson and David Lee Garza.
Beer Bait And Ammo
Kevin Fowler Lyrics
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I was on my way to my favorite fishin hole
I's a thinking I could sure use
Another bottle of booze
My baits runnin a little low
yeah and a box of twelve gauge would be all the rage
when I'm all liquored up and I'm feeling good
Well just down the road there was a place called Bubba's
Man he's got the goods
*Chorus*
And the sign said beer bait and ammo
yeah they got everything in between
yeah they got anything any old
beer drinking hell raising bonafide redneck needs
they got your fishing hooks
got your dirty books
got your rebel flag on the wall
the sign said beer, bait, and ammo
yeah you ask me they got it all
Yeehaw
well now when I walked in
I can't even begin
to describe just what I smelt
Lord was it the catfish bait
or something bubba had ate
was it those pickeled eggs on the shelf
yeah with a toothless grin
he said boy step right on in
make yourself right at home
I said no no no thank you man
just a twelve pack of cans
and I'll be good to go
chorus X3
In Kevin Fowler's "Beer Bait And Ammo," the singer is on his way to his favorite fishing spot when he realizes that he needs more bait and some alcohol to keep him going. He plans on getting a bottle of booze and a box of twelve-gauge ammo from Bubba's, which is conveniently located down the road from his fishing hole. Bubba's is a one-stop-shop for every redneck's needs. The sign outside the shop reads "beer bait and ammo," and it has everything in between. From fishing hooks and rebel flags on the wall to dirty books, Bubba's is the place to go to get everything a redneck would need.
When the singer walks into Bubba's, he is hit with a foul smell that he can't describe. He can't tell if it's the catfish bait or some pickled eggs on the shelf that has caused the smell. Bubba greets him with a toothless grin and invites him to make himself at home. The singer politely declines the invitation and asks for a twelve-pack of cans before he hits the road again.
Overall, the song is an ode to rednecks and their love for fishing, drinking, and having a good time. It highlights the stereotype and celebrates it in a playful and lighthearted manner.
Line by Line Meaning
Well now early one day
One day in the earlier hours
I was on my way to my favorite fishin hole
I was heading to my preferred fishing spot
I's a thinking I could sure use
I was thinking I need
Another bottle of booze
One more bottle of alcohol
My baits runnin a little low
My bait is almost finished
yeah and a box of twelve gauge would be all the rage
A 12-gauge box would be amazing
when I'm all liquored up and I'm feeling good
When I'm drunk and in high spirits
Well just down the road there was a place called Bubba's
Down the road was a spot named Bubba's
Man he's got the goods
He has everything I need
And the sign said beer bait and ammo
The sign indicated beer, bait, and ammunition
yeah they got everything in between
They have everything that comes in between
yeah they got anything any old
They have any thing that anyone might need
beer drinking hell raising bonafide redneck needs
The needs of beer-drinking, hell-raising, and genuine rednecks
they got your fishing hooks
They have fishing hooks
got your dirty books
They have obscene books
got your rebel flag on the wall
They have a Confederate flag on the wall
the sign said beer, bait, and ammo
The label read beer, bait, and ammunition
yeah you ask me they got it all
In my opinion, they have everything
well now when I walked in
When I entered the place
I can't even begin
I cannot even start to describe
to describe just what I smelt
To depict what I smelled
Lord was it the catfish bait
Was it the catfish bait
or something bubba had ate
Or something bubba had eaten
was it those pickeled eggs on the shelf
Were they those pickled eggs on the shelf
yeah with a toothless grin
With a smile showing his toothlessness
he said boy step right on in
He said, "Boy, come right in."
make yourself right at home
Make yourself comfortable
I said no no no thank you man
I said, "No, thank you, man."
just a twelve pack of cans
Just a box of twelve cans
and I'll be good to go
And I'll be set
chorus X3
Repeat chorus three times
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Written by: VAN MORRISON
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