Video Cant Pass The Bar by Scotty Mccreery Letras

Scotty Mccreery - Cant Pass The Bar Lyrics

Jessie's a mechanic, his mother-in-law's a manic
His new wife is in a panic, saying: When you coming home?
Danny drives a tractor, left it in the pasture
Bosses getting madder 'cause he won't pick up the phone
Might not be an ivy league Einstein crowd
But when it comes to Friday night, man, we got it figured out

When the long weeks' paychecks are cashed
Where we gonna spend it, buddy, you ain't gotta ask
When the neon lights are kicking on
All of us are heading to a home away from home
We don't look like much but we're pretty damn smart
For some good ole boys that can't pass the bar

Bobby's gotta cousin that says he's good for nothin'
Always making fun of him 'cause he doesn't own a suit
Freddy's ex-lady, got a new Mercedes
From the judge she's dating down in Baton Rouge
He's the book smart, no dark bull shootin' kind
That's why she shows back up every other Friday night

When the long weeks' paychecks are cashed
Where we gonna spend it, buddy, you ain't gotta ask
When the neon lights are kicking on
All of us are heading to a home away from home
We don't look like much but we're pretty damn smart
For some good ole boys that can't pass the bar

When you're raised out here, you are who you are
That two lane road will only get you so far
We can pass around cigars, get tars and jars
But we can't, we can't, can't pass the bar

When the long weeks' paychecks are cashed
Where we gonna spend it, buddy you ain't gotta ask
When the neon lights are kicking on
All of us are heading to a home away from home
We don't look like much but we're pretty damn smart
For some good ole boys that can't pass the bar
Just some good ole boys that can't pass the bar
We can't pass the bar