Theres no place that Id 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 dont fit in with that white collar crowd
Were a little too rowdy and a little too loud
Theres no place that Id 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 suns go-in down and well all soon be here
Rednecks, white socks and blue ribbon beer
No we dont fit in with that white collar crowd
Were a little too rowdy and a little too loud
Theres no place that Id rather be than right here
With my red-necks, white socks and blue ribbon beer
Theres no place that Id rather be than right here
With my red-necks, white socks and blue ribbon beer