Rednecks, White Socks And Blue Ribbon Beer

There's no place that I'd rather be than right here
 With my red necks, white socks and blue ribbon beer
 The barmaid is mad 'cause some guy made a pass
 The juke box is playin' there stands the glass
 And the cigarette smoke kind-a hangs in the air
 Red-necks, white socks and blue rib-bon beer
 A cow-boy is cussin' the pin-ball ma-chine
 A drunk at the bar is get-tin' noisy and mean
 And, some guy on the phone says ill be home soon dear
 Red-necks white socks and blue ribbon beer
 No we don't fit in with that white collar crowd
 We're a little too rowdy and a little too loud
 There's no place that I'd rather be than right here
 With my red-necks white socks and blue ribbon beer
 The semis are passing on the highway outside
 The four thirty crowd is about to arrive
 The sun's go-in' down and we'll all soon be here
 Rednecks, white socks and blue ribbon beer
 No we don't fit in with that white collar crowd
 We're a little too rowdy and a little too loud
 There's no place that I'd rather be than right here
 With my red-necks, white socks and blue ribbon beer
 There's no place that I'd rather be than right here
 With my red-necks, white socks and blue ribbon beer