Well, I come from the South, I'm a rolling stone

The woods of Alabama is where I call my home

I'm a country boy and I don't belong

Among the bright lights of L. A.

Got a pick-up truck with a straight pipe sound

Come Friday night, I ride through town

Got the radio up and windows rolled down

All the women they look my way.



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?Cause I'm a fun loving, beer chugging, reckless kind 

that don't take nothing

Put me down, we can sure enough step outside

I like Jim Beam and John Wayne, us good ole boys we're 

all the same

With a big hell yeah and a whole lot of American pride

Just a little on the Redneck side.




Weekend comes, I've got a steel guitar

Blaring out loud from a roadhouse bar

So put a dollar in that ole tip jar

And play another country song

We got late night women and ole pool halls

Cigar smoke and barroom brawls

And with them deer heads up on the wall

Honey, that's what I call home.



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Faded jeans and a flannel shirt

Carhartt boots caked up in dirt

Living fast and living free

Don't give a damn what you think of me.



(Repeat Chorus)



Yeah, just a little on the redneck side.



Just a little on the redneck side.