Rednecks, White Socks And Blue Ribbon Beer

There’s no place that I’d rather be than right here
With my rednecks, white socks, and blue ribbon beer
The bar-maid is mad cause some guy made a pass
The juke box is playin', there stands the glass
And the cigarette smoke kinda hangs in the air
Rednecks, white socks, and blue ribbon beer
A cowboy is cursin' the pinball machine
A drunk at the bar is gettin' noisy and mean
And some guy on the phone says, «I'll be home soon, dear»
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 rednecks, 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 goin' down and they’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 rednecks, white socks, and blue ribbon beer
There’s no place that I’d rather be than right here
With my rednecks, white socks, and blue ribbon beer