John Evans
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Hey I¡¯m a redneck Mother I must confess I wear tight blue jeans not a tie-dyed dress.
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I got a tattoo of Texas on my chest; hey I¡¯m a redneck mother a redneck at best.
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I¡¯m a redneck mother and my mother¡¯s a redneck too.
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I¡¯m a redneck mother I must concede I wear a red and blue hat it reads ¡°Lonestar Feed.¡±
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I raised a cross bred chicken it goes ¡°Quakity-cluck¡±
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I got a kicker bumper sticker on the back of my truck.
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I¡¯m a redneck mother and my mother¡¯s a redneck too.
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I can fish all night and sleep until noon, romance a case of beer under the Texas moon.
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There¡¯s only one thing that will set me back and that¡¯s a long legged lady in a pink Cadillac.
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I¡¯m a redneck mother I must reply. I built a beer can fence nearly 10 ft. high.
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Yonder on my front porch, it¡¯s my guard dog Blue.
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He¡¯s a Mississippi leg hound with some legging to do.
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I¡¯m a redneck mother and my mother¡¯s a redneck too.
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Chorus:
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I can fish all night and sleep until noon, romance a case of beer under the Texas moon.
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There¡¯s only one thing that will set me back and that¡¯s a long legged lady in a pink Cadillac.
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John why don¡¯t we head down to New Orleans?
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Could we try to find a bowl of them rice and red beans?
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Before we hit the road could you explain what this means?
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Sing it for me one more time.
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Hey I¡¯m a redneck Mother I must confess I wear tight blue jeans not a tie-dyed dress.
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I got a tattoo of Texas on my chest; hey I¡¯m a redneck mother a redneck at best.
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I¡¯m a redneck mother and my mother¡¯s a redneck too.
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Oh Lord you¡¯re a redneck mother and your mother¡¯s a redneck too.
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Mother's A Redneck Too
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| Roger Creager |
