Born 2 Be A Hick Lyrics

Born 2 Be A Hick

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 the biskit 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 man

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 the biskit 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 shot gun tokin I’m a john deer drivin

I’m a hiiiiiiick

Ahhh har