Lyrics: Robert Lee McDill/Wayland D Holyfield/Charles G Neese
Music: Robert Lee McDill/Wayland D Holyfield/Charles G Neese
[Hook]
There's no place that I'd rather be than right here
With my rednecks, white socks, and blue ribbon beer
[Verse 1]
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
[Verse 2]
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
[Chorus]
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
[Verse 3]
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
[Chorus]
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
[Hook]
There's no place that I'd rather be than right here
With my rednecks, white socks, and blue ribbon beer