1992... 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 some distant 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
See I love to spend my days just a squirrel hunter Go see my cousin Ellie May and get some good lovin Kissin and huggin on some distant 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 shotgun tokin I`m a John Deere drivin I`m a hick Ah har
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