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REDNECKS, SOCKS AND BLUE RIBBON BEER
Writers Bob McDill, Wayland Holyfield, Neese

There's no place that I'd be than right here
With my red necks, white socks and ribbon beer
The barmaid is mad 'cause guy made a pass
The box is playin' there stands the glass
And the cigarette smoke hangs in the air
Red-necks, white socks and rib-bon beer
A cow-boy is the pin-ball ma-chine
A drunk at the bar is get-tin' noisy and
And, some guy on the phone says ill be home soon
Red-necks white and blue ribbon beer

No we don't fit in with that white collar
a little too rowdy and a little too loud
There's no place that I'd rather be than here
With my white socks and blue ribbon beer
The semis are on the highway outside
The four thirty crowd is to arrive
The sun's down and we'll all soon be here
Rednecks, white socks and blue beer
CHORUS
There's no place that I'd rather be right here
With my red-necks, white socks and ribbon beer