There’s A Red-Neck In The Soul Band

I went out
To a club
Down in the ghetto
A big crowd
Of people lined up at the door
And I asked
Someone to tell me
Oh, what was happening
'Cause I ain't never
Seen these many folks
Here before
Oh, no, no, no
He said there's a red-neck
In a soul band
He's getting down
Oh, he's getting down
There's a red neck
In a soul band
He's getting down
Oh, he's getting down
As I push
My way through
To the inside
Oh
I could see
That the stagе
Was not very far, no, no, no, no
On the stand
Therе were five
Funky musician, now, now
One was a tall
Skinny white boy
Playing the guitar, oh, no, he could play guitar
In a soul band
He's getting down
Oh, he's getting down
Hope there's not a redneck
In the soul band
Getting down
Oh, getting down
Go 'head, red
Down
Go 'head, red
Lay down
'Bout that time
Ol' red stepped up
To the microphone, now, now
Isn't that folks, I
I know y'all been sittin' there wondering about me, I
I guess I wonder 'bout myself sometimes, I
You see, it's a funny thing every time I start playing this here little guitar
You see, I-
I-I get a funny feeling, and, and
I got, I start wonderin'
I start wonderin' 'bout my own family tree
Go 'head, red
In a soul band
Get down
Oh, get down
Go 'head, red
In a soul band
Get down
Oh, get down
Come on, red
[?] ol' red
[?] red
[?] come on, red
Get on
Go 'head, red
Come on
Woo
Don't you [?]
Do it, red
Go 'head, Red
Get down
Come on
Red, [?]
Make no difference what love is y'all
When the spirit hits you, you gotta move
Tell 'em [?], red
Ah
Uh-huh