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 bar-maid is mad 'cause some guy made a pass

The juke box is play-in' there stands the glass

And the cigarette smoke kind-a hangs in the air

Rednecks, white socks and blue ribbon beer



A cowboy is cursin' the pinball machine

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



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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

Red-necks, white socks and blue ribbon beer



[Chorus]



There's no place that I'd rather be than right here

With my red-necks, white socks and blue ribbon beer