Raise The Bar lyrics - Craig Morgan & Luke Combs

A cold beer is what we came in here for

One or two or maybe more

I guess we were gettin' just a little too loud

For this wine and cheese crowd

They stared like we were from outer space

Don't care, it's written all over our face

Now we're on a mission

We don't need permission

We're here to raise the bar, give the place some working class

Drink a toast and raise our glass

To the ones you know who go over the top

And then take it up a notch

We're wearing our names on the front of our shirt

Stained with a little blue collar dirt

These holes in the soles of our boots say who we are

Yeah, we're here to raise the bar

Now, at first, they didn't say too much

They really didn't know what to think of us

So we broke out in an old drinkin' song

Before you know it, they were singin' along

We're here to raise the bar, give the place some working class

Drink a toast and raise our glass

To the ones you know who go over the top

And then take it up a notch

We're wearing our names on the front of our shirt

Stained with a little blue collar dirt

These holes in the soles of our boots say who we are

Yeah, we're here to raise the bar

Pour another round of shots

Pour 'em 'til we're dancin' on the tabletops

Pour 'til they give last call

'Cause after all

We're here to raise the bar and give the place some working class

Drink a toast and raise our glass

To the ones you know who go over the top

And then take it up a notch

We're wearing our names on the front of our shirt

Stained with a little blue collar dirt

These holes in the soles of our boots say who we are

Yeah, you might think that we're takin' this a little too far

But we're here to raise the bar

(Yeah, we're here to raise the bar)