Story Behind The Song
true story from an annual family gathering
| Song Length |
2:51 |
Genre |
Country - Americana, Country - General |
| Similar Artists |
Eric Church,Buck Owens |
| |
Lyrics
The Back Yard Barbeque Band
© Robert Stump 2019
The moon is out n' the fires bright
the beers ice cold and we sing all night
if you don't know the words just clap your hands
now you're playi'n in the back yard barbeque band
Friends n' family a little ground round
pot luck showin up from miles around
wait for uncle henry to take his last chug
so we could use his jug
chorus
Yeah we play on old wash tubs and boards
kitchen spoons and lumberjack saws
post hole diggers and rusty cow bells
give a little hoot a holler and a yell
ya just pluck it strum it or slap it
hot damn
now your'e playin in the backyard bar-B-que band
Roast marshmallows catch fireflies
kids will be to sleep in a little while
honey and me'd slip away alone
and make a little music of our own
Sometimes it gets rowdy and the cops come round
but they never have the heart to shut us down
they say folks its late ya all keep it low
aint that the cotton eyed joe
chorus
Yeah we play on old wash tubs and boards
kitchen spoons and lumberjack saws
cigar box banjos(post hole diggers) and rusty cow bells
give a little hoot a holler and a yell