You Shoulda Been a Redneck Songtext
von Creed Fisher

Real outlaws, sinners and saints
Some boys can and some boys can′t
Some guys like girly dreams
You should have been a redneck

See these kids with their pants down low
Think they're cool ′cause their underwear show
Pull up your pants' son, you should have been a redneck

Toe up, down on the bank
Listening to some hangers, scattered and hanged
If you wanna fight, he's ready to brawl
You should have been a redneck

Toe to toe, man to man
Whoop your ass so we can be friends
It′s up to you son, you should have been a redneck

Works all day, plays all night
Kick a man′s ass twice his size
You can count on that, son, you should have been a redneck


We got some in the army, some in the corps (ooh, ooh)
Still kicking ass, still remember what for (ooh, ooh)
The USA son, you should have been a redneck

Toe up, down on the bank
Listening to some hangers, scattered and hanged
If you wanna fight, he's ready to brawl
You should have been a redneck

Toe to toe, man to man
Whoop your ass so we can be friends
It′s up to you son, you should have been a redneck

Two things can happen here
I can stop your ass son
We can have ourselves a beer
Well I'm outta beer boy
You should have been a redneck

Toe up, down on the bank
Listening to some hangers, scattered and hanged
If you wanna fight, he′s ready to brawl
You should have been a redneck

Toe to toe, man to man
Whoop your ass so we can be friends
It's up to you son, you should have been a redneck


It′s up to you son
You should have been a redneck
Oh, that's alright
Yeah, it's my four way drive dog
You like that, don′t you boy