Born 2 Be A Hick

See I was born a little pie-eyed motherfucker

Mamma she left me and my pappa was a hard trucker

Out on the highway we loved to roll

He never made me go to school. I never begged to go

I was a low class livin raised out in the sticks

I was born to be a hick

See I love to spend my days just a squirrel huntin

Go see my cousin Ellie May and get some good lovin

Kissin and huggin on the biskit lands

People always tell me I'm a twisted man

Jim Beam in my hand boones kegged in shit

And i was born to be a hick

ohhh i was born to be a hick man

See I love to spend my days just a squirrel huntin

Go see my cousin Ellie May and get some good lovin

Kissin and huggin on the biskit lands

People always tell me I'm a twisted man

Jim Beam in my hand boones kegged in shit

And i was born to be a hick

See i was born to be a hick man

Yeah i was born to be a hick man

Yeah yeah yeah

I'm a shot gun tokin I'm a John Deer drivin

I'm a hiiiiiiick

Ahhh har




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