Dicks and butts and beer, Dicks and butts and beer. The fire is warm, The perfect storm, This wondrous time of year. Friends gather 'round the flame, With laughter and no shame. The drinks are flowing, The stories growing, In this drunken game. As the night goes on, The worries all but gone. We raise a glass, To the times that pass, And cheers to all that's done. Dicks and butts and beer, Dicks and butts and beer. Let's raise a toast, To what matters most, In this moment here.