Redneck Life
I grew up in a batten board cabin
At the dead end of a gravel street
I got my first payin' job when I turned ten
'Cause money didn't grow on trees
Cheap cigarettes with the windows up
Was just part of the air I breathed
I didn't choose the redneck life
The redneck life chose me
I love that, boys
Yeah, me and my daddy built my first car
Strung the motor up in a tree
We wore the beer box helmets with the eyes cut out
Rat racing them junkyard dreams
Yeah, me and my crew, man, we grew up
On Hank Jr. 83
I didn't choose the redneck life
No, the redneck life chose me
Yeah, I didn't choose the redneck life
The redneck life chose me
What you see is what you get
And what you get is what you see
I'd take a Mountain Dew over a silver spoon
Any ol' day of the week
I didn't choose the redneck life
The redneck life chose me
Oh get on it son
Now I grew up swimming in cut-off jeans
Down at the bridge at the castor creek
We bent our half bills as far as we could bend them
We spent the fall sittin' high in a tree
Yeah, huntin' and fishin' wasn't just a trend
It was what we did to eat
I didn't choose the redneck life
The redneck life chose me
Yeah, I didn't choose the redneck life
The redneck life chose me
What you see is what you get
And what you get is what you see
I'd take a Mountain Dew over a silver spoon
Any ol' day of the week
I didn't choose the redneck life
The redneck life chose me
Woah!
At the dead end of a gravel street
I got my first payin' job when I turned ten
'Cause money didn't grow on trees
Cheap cigarettes with the windows up
Was just part of the air I breathed
I didn't choose the redneck life
The redneck life chose me
I love that, boys
Yeah, me and my daddy built my first car
Strung the motor up in a tree
We wore the beer box helmets with the eyes cut out
Rat racing them junkyard dreams
Yeah, me and my crew, man, we grew up
On Hank Jr. 83
I didn't choose the redneck life
No, the redneck life chose me
Yeah, I didn't choose the redneck life
The redneck life chose me
What you see is what you get
And what you get is what you see
I'd take a Mountain Dew over a silver spoon
Any ol' day of the week
I didn't choose the redneck life
The redneck life chose me
Oh get on it son
Now I grew up swimming in cut-off jeans
Down at the bridge at the castor creek
We bent our half bills as far as we could bend them
We spent the fall sittin' high in a tree
Yeah, huntin' and fishin' wasn't just a trend
It was what we did to eat
I didn't choose the redneck life
The redneck life chose me
Yeah, I didn't choose the redneck life
The redneck life chose me
What you see is what you get
And what you get is what you see
I'd take a Mountain Dew over a silver spoon
Any ol' day of the week
I didn't choose the redneck life
The redneck life chose me
Woah!
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Writer(s): Chris Janson, Mitchell Edward Oglesby
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