But to make it a "classic": Guitars, Guns, Girls, Golf Carts and BEER!
Down to the bar to have one beer, the girls started screaming "the golf carts are here"!
We all looked-out and sure as chit, they were all lined-up down near the pit.
The golf carts are here, the golf carts are here, and I just came to have one beer.
There in line was HRC and Phil, Gonzo, Andy, and even GB is here.
Calleeen, Dirty, Nubs were next, then T-Dawg, Essness and Gorno,,,,perplexed?
The golf carts are here, the golf carts are here, and I just came to have one beer.
The guitars started, along with a fiddle, I pulled out my harp and got right in the middle.
The girls went wild and jumped in the carts, we knew that a race was about to start.
H, Dirty, Nubs and B, Andy and Cal I couldn't see, found-out later they had gone to pee.
Essness decided it was time to begin, pulled-out his gun and shot himself in the shin.
All the rednecks that had gathered and had more than a few, pulled-out their guns cause they wanted the fun too.
The bullets started flying and the crowd began to cheer, here came the drivers, but they were not holding a beer.
As their carts disappeared into the west, GB could be heard screaming, "mine is the best"!
The carts were here, the girls were too, the guitars were picked, the fiddles too.
The guns were fired, the Rednecks passed-out, the drivers were seen just wondering about.
Gorno was seen picking a daisy and HRC was picking and singing "Beer is good, God is great and Rednecks are crazy".
and I went down for just one beer.