I'm a Texas Cowboy I wear a fade hat
I'm an Alabama plow boy Got a leather tan back
A Louisiana cajun man I call a Bayou Stream home
A Mississippi Blues man just trying to make it on my own
You can call me different I'm still a good man
You can call me Redneck I've been told that I am
and I guess I am
Maybe I don't fit in in your point of view
I can see your a rose in a bed of thorns in the morning dew
They call me country, how bout you
I can ride a bush-hog from sun up to sundown
I can ride a rodeo let 'em throw me to the ground
I can raise holy hell on a Saturday night
and make it to the first Church bell
That's how a Country boy survives
You can call me different I'm still a good man
You can call me Redneck I've been told that I am
and I guess I am
Maybe I don't fit in in your point of view
I can see you're a rose in a bed of thorns in the morning dew
They call me country
Now How about YOU!
I'm an Alabama plow boy Got a leather tan back
A Louisiana cajun man I call a Bayou Stream home
A Mississippi Blues man just trying to make it on my own
You can call me different I'm still a good man
You can call me Redneck I've been told that I am
and I guess I am
Maybe I don't fit in in your point of view
I can see your a rose in a bed of thorns in the morning dew
They call me country, how bout you
I can ride a bush-hog from sun up to sundown
I can ride a rodeo let 'em throw me to the ground
I can raise holy hell on a Saturday night
and make it to the first Church bell
That's how a Country boy survives
You can call me different I'm still a good man
You can call me Redneck I've been told that I am
and I guess I am
Maybe I don't fit in in your point of view
I can see you're a rose in a bed of thorns in the morning dew
They call me country
Now How about YOU!