Carolina Creek

That sun's still hiding, the moon is shining, there's a pounding in my brain I hear a pitter-patter out in the parking lot, it sure don't sound like rain Well, there's a Pabst Blue Ribbon smackin' and clackin' on the asphalt Damn sure glad it woke me up in time for last call In Carolina Creek, where things are just what they seem That cooler full of booze'll be gone by noon, but we ain't got nothin' to lose Down in Carolina Creek, aristocrat handles as far as the eye can see If you feel low and need a place to go, we can show you everything we know Down in Carolina Creek You might think that we take it slow, but we're rowdy as downtown You can flip the deadbolt on the front door, the neighbor girls will break it down We got cornhole boards out in the street The ladies are fine as the liquor we drink We get noise complaints for the songs we sing But we're free as we'll ever be Down in Carolina Creek, where things are just what they seem That cooler full of booze'll be gone by noon, but we ain't got nothin' to lose Down in Carolina Creek, aristocrat handles as far as the eye can see If you feel low and need a place to go, we can show you everything we know Down in Carolina Creek Alright show 'em how we do it now Yeah, down in Carolina Creek, where things are just what they seem That cooler full of booze'll gone by noon, but we ain't got nothin' to lose Down in Carolina Creek, aristocrat handles as far as the eye can see If you feel low and need a place to go, we can show you everything we know Down in Carolina Creek Down in Carolina Creek Way on down in Carolina Creek