
Craig Morgan
"Redneck Yacht Club"
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 merc'ry, or your evinrude and fire it up
meet us out at party cove
come on in the water's fine
just idle on over and toss us a LIME (not line)
(Chorus:)
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 rockin the boat that's us
the redneck yacht club
bermudas, flip-flops, and a tank-top tan
popped his first top at ten a.m., that's bob
he's our president
we're checkin out the girls on the upper deck
rubbin in the 15 spf, it's 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 makin waves in a no wake zone
repeat chorus