Redneck Yacht Club - Craig Morgan

i’m meeting my buddies out on the lake

we’re headin out to a special place

we love that just a few folks know

there’s no signing up, no monthly dues

take your johnson, your mercury or your evinrude and fire it up meet us out at party cove

come on in’the waters fine

just idle on over and toss us a line

basstrackers, bayliners and a party barge,

strung together like a floating trailer park anchored out and gettin loud

all summer long side by side there’s five houseboat front porches astroturf,

lawn chairs and tiki torches

regular joes rocking the boat that’s us the redneck yacht club

bermuda’s’flip-flops and a tank top tan

popped his first top at ten a.m., thats bob

he’s our president

we’re checking out the girls on the upper deck rubbin’in 15 spf, its hot

everybody’s jumpin’in

later on when the sun goes down

we’ll pull out the jar and the old guitar

and pass’em around

repeat chorus

when the party’s over and we’re all alone

well be making waves in a no wake zone

repeat chorus