[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