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 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 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 REPEAT CHORUS There's no place that I'd rather be than right here With my red-necks, white socks and blue ribbon beer