"Playin' With My Friends" lyrics

I'm gonna call up some of my buddies
A few ladies that I know
I'm gonna rent a hall
And get them all
And put on a heck of a show

Make sure we got a kitchen
With an oven and a stove
We'll all get in there cooking
We throw open all the doors

Playing with my friends
Playing with my friends
Playing with my friends
We'll have a good time, playing with my friends

I'm gonna buy a hundred pounds of catfish
Cook it up on the grill
Fix some beans and cornbread
Everybody's gon' get their fill

Then we grab the guitars
Greasy hands and all
Someone'll count off a shuffle
And, man, we will have a ball

Playing with my friends
Playing with my friends
Playing with my friends
We'll have a good time, playing with my friends

Yes, we're gonna buy some of that red, red wine
The best that money can buy
You gotta drink it up
From a paper cup
That's your Saturday night, that's right

Everybody's gonna stand up
Play their favorite tune
You can pick any tune you want to
As long as it's the blues

Playing with my friends
Playing with my friends
Playing with my friends
Playing with my friends
Playing with my friends
We'll have a good time, playing with my friends