Lyrics

They’re serving plant based beef
At my favorite burger stand,
Where can I get some Wonder Bread
Spreaded with butter and deviled ham,
They say pickled pigs feet ain’t chic,
Served from a mason jar,
But my Daddy and grandpa chewed that fat till their tattoos pumped up hard……….

Guess it’s time to stop being an ol’ redneck,
Gonna open my eyes,
Cause this one-horse town don’t feel the same,
Since my ol’ hound Hank has died
Kids here don’t spit and chew,
Too busy vaping on hazel blue,
Reckon, I’ll fold my rebel flag to rest,
Yep, it’s time to stop being an ol redneck………


The radio don’t play no David Allan Coe,
It’s just Hip hop and this bitch,
And it sure don’t twang my soul,
Ye all on Facebook and Instagram,
Posing selfies for all your friends,
Hell, when folks walk bye, they turn their heads and don’t even say hello,


Guess it’s time to stop being an ol’ redneck,
Gonna open my eyes,
Cause this one-horse town don’t feel the same,
Since my ol’ hound Hank has died
Kids here don’t spit and chew,
Too busy vaping on hazel blue,
Reckon, I’ll fold my rebel flag to rest,
Yep, it’s time to stop being an ol redneck………