Playin' With My Friends

I'm gonna call up some of my buddies And a few of the ladies I know I'm gonna rent a hall and get them all and Put on a heck of a show Make sure we got a kitchen With an oven and a stove We'll all get in there cookin' Then we'll throw open all the doors Playin' with my friends Playin' with my friends Playin' with my friends We'll have a good time playin' with my friends I'm gonna buy a hundred pounds of catfish Cook it all up on the grill Bake some beans and corn bread Everybody's gonna get their fill Then we'll grab all the guitars Greasy hands and all Someone'll count off a shuffle And man we'll have a ball Playin' with my friends Playin' with my friends Playin' with my friends We'll have a good time playin' with my friends Yes, we gonna buy some of that red, red wine Yeah, the best that money can buy You gotta drink it all from a paper cup That this here Saturday life is right (yeah, yeah) Yeah, everybody's gonna stand up (yeah) Play their favorite tune (uhm) You can pick any tune you want to As long as it's the blues Playin' with my friends (yeah) Playin' with my friends Playin' with my friends Playin' with my friends Playin' with my friends We'll have a good time playin' with my friends