John Evans 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
The autumn leaves are turning to rust and gold I used to love this season..now it just feels cold I took a drive down to the shoreline Thought the sea
Looks like I really screwed up again Should've learned by now that I ain?t never gonna win I know the reason, I didn?t even ask, I?ve heard it all from
They are little more than a few old guns handed down the line. Once owned by my Nana and Papa, but now they are mine. They've been all the way to Utah
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
There's a warm breeze blowing from the South so I need to get going. The palm trees and the beaches call my name. There's a bar that I know well there
It?s 4 am and I just got home to my motel room so I picked up the phone. I figured you?d like to hear about the day I had. It?s been a real peach of a
It's 2 am another motel room and the boys, They?ll be sleeping soon. But I'm up and around and feeling blue With not much of anything to do. Maybe
Pack up all the dishes Make a note of all good wishes Say goodbye to the landlord for me Aw you know he always bored me And throw out all those LA papers
Everyday in lunch in high school, And all of my senior year, I'd drink my Coca-Cola with a touch of everclear. I never had to study math, science or history
Alla en el rancho grande, alla donde vivia Habia una rancherita, que allegre me decia Que allegre me decia Te voy a hacer tus calzones Como los que usa
Driving slow, it?s piling up on the highway But I can?t stop until I reach Cheyenne The radio plays a sad song of forgiveness My love for you it leads
I met a little gal around Thibodaux, she said she was 18. A hometown hottie she was good to go My little Cajun queen. She's as hot as good country
Well I guess you were right The bluebonnets are worth the drive and Now I'm here in canyon lake alone I know you came here When you were down and feeling
Roger Creager I don't blame you, I know it was the only way that it could be The only way to put an end to this was for you to put the hurt on me I started
Love ain't what this song's about Candlelight ain't what I'm in the mood for now I don't need a metaphor to help me get this out Love ain't what this
Sometimes I sit in my backyard, I kick back and drink iced tea I stare all the way to the ocean and dream of how it would be If I were a ship captain