[Verse 1: Colt Ford]
Look who just rolled in, me and three of my friends
Got on my boots and jeans, I’m a redneck king
Saw Jack and Jim and some good time shine
And any friend of yours is a friend of mine
All I want is a seat, all I need is a beat
I live the life like a rhyme, still standin' in line
But that’s alright with me, ‘cause I’m a regular Joe
Don’t wanna be a star y'all, just a part of the show
Ain’t trying to be cool, won’t suffer the fools
See it goes, it sure funny, you can keep your money
I keep my truck, you keep your fancy car
If you’re lookin' for me I’ll be right at the bar

[Chorus: Corey Smith]
There’s plenty of room at the bar
Plenty of room at the bar
If you don’t like the rat race, we’ve got the right place
There's plenty of room at the bar

[Verse 2: Corey Smith]
Cast away on the island of the misfit toys
I spent my youth takin' shit from all the girls and boys
'Til I learned to get along with me, myself and I
I got soft ‘cause good boys don’t cry
They called me a freak, now I’m livin' up to the label
I’m hungry as hell and I want my place at the table
So I stop into this high class joint
Lookin' for some dinner, but the odds are gettin' thinner
Yeah, I’m checking at the lobby, they say I’m late
They put my name at the bottom of the chart
And said I have to wait
A dress code, who’s that guy over there
Wearing the T shirt and jeans with all that gel in his hair
That’s not fair, but I guess it’s just the way that it goes
If you don’t have reservations, then you better know the host
Otherwise, be advised, they’ll throw you out with the trash
Back in the cold, you’ll be beggin' for scraps
But I’m not playin' that game, I know a place down the street
Where they never judge a brother by the shoes on his feet
They welcome everybody come from near and far
There’s always plenty of room at the bar
[Chorus: Corey Smith]
There’s plenty of room at the bar
Plenty of room at the bar
If you don’t like the rat race, we’ve got the right place
There's plenty of room at the bar

[Verse 3: Colt Ford & Corey Smith]
Come on in, grab a seat
I hear a hillbilly beat, but you can tap your feet
Now grab a drink and don’t stress
We’re gonna treat you like a friend, no matter how you dress
No matter where you come from, this is where you are
Don’t swap the grill, sit back and chill
Everybody here is gonna make you feel like a star
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Corey Smith]
There’s plenty of room at the bar
Plenty of room at the bar
If you don’t like the rat race, we’ve got the right place
There's plenty of room at the bar

[Outro: Corey Smith]
There's plenty of room at the bar
There's plenty of room at the bar
If you don’t like the rat race, we’ve got the right place
There's plenty of room at the bar
There’s plenty of room at the bar
There's plenty of room at the bar
There's plenty of room at the bar
Yeah