Down to the bar on Friday night

Drinking beer with the guys till about midnight

He shoots a little pool and tells a pack of lies

He takes the back roads home

And hopes he makes it home alright

Friday night lady's night

Dancing with the girls on country a line

Two for one till she feels just right

She takes the back roads home

And hopes she makes it home alright

They wake up in the morning up close to noon

Drinking strong hot coffee after waking so soon

Wearing his boxers she's in his old T-shirt

They're two country rednecks playing till they get back to work

Going to the club on Saturday night

She looks in the closet for something real tight

On the way to the club they hit a buffet bar

Then they work it all off to some red-hot country guitar

He wipes off his boot puts on his old blue jeans

Puts a bottle in the pick-up down under the seat

Throws his tackle box in getting ready to leave

She shaves her legs and puts her make-up on

And walks through the bedroom talking on the phone

Sunday morning still awake

They hook up the boat take it out on the lake

They tie the boat down in a big tree's shade

In the middle of nowhere sparks start to fly

But they have to knock it off as some boats cruise by

Late Sunday night aching and red

Whining Monday morning as they get out of bed

Red eyed and numb at the ole salt mine

They're two country rednecks bragging about their redneck life

Yeah numb and bewildered at the ole salt mine

They're two country rednecks bragging about their redneck life