I'm a redneck
Yes it's true
Nascar is ok
Does that make you blue?
But keep your snuff and backy
That stuff will make you wacky
I like me grits
That is just pure bliss
Taters and cornbread with pink eye peas
Sure better than being stung by bees
I say CoCola you say Pop
I can eat BBQ till I drop
I sit in a cheer
And I sleep on the flo
Make sure when you leave to shut the doe
Sitting by the winder I watch you drive
Boy it gives me hives
The sky is blue
That we know as true
Yes I'm a redneck it's confirmed
Tell the truth now
How about you?
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