Redneck Family Reunion

Every couple 'a years or so Our family reunites It takes a couple 'a years or so To recover from the fights A family like our'n Doesn't party like most do Ours gets a little out of hand That's why we have so few It's a redneck family reunion everybody has a grand old time eating grandma's cooking and drinking grandpas shine You never go home hungry If you make it home at all You go home bruised and battered And you surely had a ball There's daisy dukes and forty Lukes They're racing trucks and burning rubber There's jugs of moonshine everywhere And at least a hundred bubbas There's a smoker fired for the food the size of two large trucks It hold 4 cows, and fourteen pigs And at least a hundred ducks It's a redneck family reunion everybody has a grand old time eating grandma's cooking and drinking grandpas shine You never go home hungry If you make it home at all You go home bruised and battered And you surely had a ball There's pickled this and pickled that And things you just can't swallow That used to live down in the swamp Way back there in the hollow There's at least ten shotgun weddings there And the groom might be rail roaded But, the wedding isn't legal If the shotgun isn't loaded It's a redneck family reunion everybody has a grand old time eating grandma's cooking and drinking grandpas shine You never go home hungry If you make it home at all You go home bruised and battered And you surely had a ball There's greased up pigs and muddy runts And at least ten bobby sues and when they all get greased up You can't tell which is who There's horseshoe pits for tossing shoes And games of every sort Most of them aren't legal And would get you into court It's a redneck family reunion everybody has a grand old time eating grandma's cooking and drinking grandpas shine You never go home hungry If you make it home at all You go home bruised and battered And you surely had a ball But, it's the way we like it Drinking shine and acting out Tossing things that aren't tied down And wrassling about There's music there of just one kind It's country and that matters Any other sort of sound Sets the crowd off like mad hatters It's a redneck family reunion everybody has a grand old time eating grandma's cooking and drinking grandpas shine You never go home hungry If you make it home at all You go home bruised and battered And you surely had a ball There's always someone who's so drunk And it's normally the preacher Last year we married him off To the back up first grade teacher There's Chevy trucks of every kind And one covered in sod Mary Lou showed her tattoo "Jeff Foxworthy is my God" It's the best time of the year for us And it's sad when it must end but, you gotta haul your ass away When the cops come round that bend It's a redneck family reunion everybody has a grand old time eating grandma's cooking and drinking grandpas shine You never go home hungry If you make it home at all You go home bruised and battered And you surely had a ball