Writer(s): Chris Stapleton, Jim Beavers

When I got the news today

I didn't know what to say

So I just hung up the phone

I took a walk to clear my head

And this is where the walking lead

Can't believe you're really gone

Don't feel like going home

So I'm gonna sit right here

On the edge of this pier

And watch the sunset disappear

And drink a beer

Funny how the good ones go

Too soon but the good lord knows

The reasons why I guess

Sometimes the greater plan

Is kinda hard to understand

Right now it don't make sense

I can't make it all make sense

So I'm gonna sit right here

On the edge of this pier

And watch the sunset disappear

And drink a beer

So long my friend

Until we meet again

I'll remember you

And all the times we used to

sit right here

On the edge of this pier

And watch the sunset disappear

And drink a beer

Drink a beer

Drink a beer

Yeah yeah