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