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See I was born a little pie-eyed motherfucker
Mamma she left me and my pappa was a hard trucker
Out on the highway we loved to roll
He never made me go to school
I never begged to go
I was a low class livin raised out in the sticks
I was born to be a hick
See I love to spend my days just a squirrel huntin
Go see my cousin Ellie May and get some good lovin
Kissin and huggin on some distant lands
People always tell me I’m a twisted man
Jim Beam in my hand boones kegged in shit
And I was born to be a hick
Ohhh I was born to be a hick
See I love to spend my days just a squirrel hunter
Go see my cousin Ellie May and get some good lovin
Kissin and huggin on some distant lands
People always tell me I’m a twisted man
Jim Beam in my hand boones kegged in shit
And I was born to be a hick
See I was born to be a hick man
Yeah I was born to be a hick man
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m a shotgun tokin
I’m a John Deere drivin
I’m a hick
Ah har…
*Lyrics by Kid Rock
Comments
Amazing work! Love the wide wide view.
Always look forward to seeing your new work, and this is another one that blows me away. This is AWESOME woodsac!
Brilliant!
Amazing image…love the sky
you nailed it! well done
the image and the song go together awesomely. This is gorgeous.
fantastic – do people really live like this?
If you see my cousins again, please send them my regards……. Nice one, Woodsac!
Hell yeah! Great work.
This is living well compared to some of the poor folks in Eastern Kentucky U.S.A. where I originate from. We had a real house, but I went to school with children who lived in abandoned school buses and these little silver trailers.
very well done! Very!