Roger Creager. Live Across Texas. Mother's A Redneck, Too. Zeneszám

Hey I?m a redneck Mother I must confess I wear tight blue jeans not a tie-dyed dress.
I got a tattoo of Texas on my chest; hey I?m a redneck mother a redneck at best.
I?m a redneck mother and my mother?s a redneck too.
I?m a redneck mother I must concede I wear a red and blue hat it reads ?Lonestar Feed.?
I raised a cross bred chicken it goes ?Quakity-cluck?
I got a kicker bumper sticker on the back of my truck.
I?m a redneck mother and my mother?s a redneck too.

Chorus:
I can fish all night and sleep until noon, romance a case of beer under the Texas moon.
There?s only one thing that will set me back and that?s a long legged lady in a pink Cadillac.

I?m a redneck mother I must reply. I built a beer can fence nearly 10 ft. high.
Yonder on my front porch, it?s my guard dog Blue.
He?s a Mississippi leg hound with some legging to do.
I?m a redneck mother and my mother?s a redneck too.

Chorus:
I can fish all night and sleep until noon, romance a case of beer under the Texas moon.
There?s only one thing that will set me back and that?s a long legged lady in a pink Cadillac.

John why don?t we head down to New Orleans?
Could we try to find a bowl of them rice and red beans?

Before we hit the road could you explain what this means?
Sing it for me one more time.

Hey I?m a redneck Mother I must confess I wear tight blue jeans not a tie-dyed dress.
I got a tattoo of Texas on my chest; hey I?m a redneck mother a redneck at best.
I?m a redneck mother and my mother?s a redneck too.

Oh Lord you?re a redneck mother and your mother?s a redneck too