Son of the South Songtext
von David Allan Coe
Son of the South Songtext
I like to play Hank Williams Jr. records just as loud as they will go
I′m into Lynyrd Skynyrd
The Allman Brothers and David Allan Coe
I like Willie, Waylon, George, and Merle
And alot of ZZ Top
They play country, soul, rock and roll
I really like Kid Rock
Chorus
And I'm a redneck
A rock-n-roll son of the south
I don′t like no new wave disco bands around
I'm gonna drink a couple dozen beers
Go out and jam some gears
I'm a long haired redneck rock-n-roll son of the south
I′ve got a 1965 Harley chopper
It sure makes those women stare
A dead flamingo wrapped around the cowboy hats I wear
I can cuss I can fight I can spit I can belch I can raise all kinds of hell
If you ride to live like I live to ride let me hear some rebel yells
Chorus
And I′m a redneck
A rock-n-roll son of the south
I don't like no new wave disco bands around
I′m gonna drink a couple dozen beers
Go out and jam some gears
I'm a long haired redneck rock-n-roll son of the south
I like my whiskey straight up
Daqueri just makes me ill
If someone touches my cowboy hat I get mad enough to kill
I got a rifle rack in my pickup truck
I′m a four wheelin' maniac
And if you wanna race name the place
I′ll show you where it's at muther fucker
Chorus
And I'm a redneck
A rock-n-roll son of the south
I don′t like no new wave disco bands around
I′m gonna drink a couple dozen beers
Go out and jam some gears
I'm a long haired redneck rock-n-roll son of the south
I′m a long haired redneck rock-n-roll son of the south
I'm a long haired redneck rock-n-roll son of the south
I′m into Lynyrd Skynyrd
The Allman Brothers and David Allan Coe
I like Willie, Waylon, George, and Merle
And alot of ZZ Top
They play country, soul, rock and roll
I really like Kid Rock
Chorus
And I'm a redneck
A rock-n-roll son of the south
I don′t like no new wave disco bands around
I'm gonna drink a couple dozen beers
Go out and jam some gears
I'm a long haired redneck rock-n-roll son of the south
I′ve got a 1965 Harley chopper
It sure makes those women stare
A dead flamingo wrapped around the cowboy hats I wear
I can cuss I can fight I can spit I can belch I can raise all kinds of hell
If you ride to live like I live to ride let me hear some rebel yells
Chorus
And I′m a redneck
A rock-n-roll son of the south
I don't like no new wave disco bands around
I′m gonna drink a couple dozen beers
Go out and jam some gears
I'm a long haired redneck rock-n-roll son of the south
I like my whiskey straight up
Daqueri just makes me ill
If someone touches my cowboy hat I get mad enough to kill
I got a rifle rack in my pickup truck
I′m a four wheelin' maniac
And if you wanna race name the place
I′ll show you where it's at muther fucker
Chorus
And I'm a redneck
A rock-n-roll son of the south
I don′t like no new wave disco bands around
I′m gonna drink a couple dozen beers
Go out and jam some gears
I'm a long haired redneck rock-n-roll son of the south
I′m a long haired redneck rock-n-roll son of the south
I'm a long haired redneck rock-n-roll son of the south
Writer(s): Tom Deluca, Ronnie Brooks, Harold Eugene Tipton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com