Kid Rock
Born 2 B A Hick
1992See I was born a little pie-eyed motherfuckerMamma she left me and my pappa was a hard truckerOut on the highway we loved to rollHe never made me go to schoolI never begged to goI was a low class livin raised out in the sticksI was born to be a hickSee I love to spend my days just a squirrel huntinGo see my cousin Ellie May and get some good lovinKissin and huggin on some distant landsPeople always tell me I'm a twisted manSongtexteJim Beam in my hand boones kegged in shitAnd I was born to be a hickOhhh I was born to be a hickSee I love to spend my days just a squirrel hunterGo see my cousin Ellie May and get some good lovinKissin and huggin on some distant landsPeople always tell me I'm a twisted manJim Beam in my hand boones kegged in shitAnd I was born to be a hickSee I was born to be a hick manYeah I was born to be a hick manYeah, yeah, yeahI'm a shotgun tokinI'm a John Deere drivinI'm a hickAh har
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