Lucas was a redneck through and through
Drinkin' and fightin' was all the boy knew
Born with a corncob in his mouth
In Tupelo Mississippi way down south
His daddy died drunk with a belly fulla rum
His mama died waitin' for a miracle to come
People said
The boy's born to be a b**
Hangin' around with the rest of the riff-raff
Down at the pool hall on Main Street
Wearin' a red bandana and a sweaty ol' straw hat
Union-All coveralls, dirty bare feet
One half stupid and the other half dumb
Born to live and die in a sharecropper's slum
People said
The boy's born to be a b**
Who's gonna cry when ya die, Lucas
Who's gonna miss ya when you're gone
Will it be the black man you call the n*****
The hippie that'cha beat up just 'cause you was bigger
Will the riff-raff laugh at the epitaph on your tombstone
Betcha says "Here lies Lucas, born to be a b**...
...Died like his daddy with a belly fulla rum"
Now who's gonna cry when ya die, Lucas
Who's gonna miss ya when you're gone
Will it be the black man you call the n*****
The hippie that'cha beat up just 'cause you was bigger
Will the riff-raff laugh at the epitaph on your tombstone
I'll Betcha says "Here lies Lucas, born to be a b**...
...Died like his daddy with a belly fulla rum"
UHHHHHHHH!
Goodbye, Lucas...
Drinkin' and fightin' was all the boy knew
Born with a corncob in his mouth
In Tupelo Mississippi way down south
His daddy died drunk with a belly fulla rum
His mama died waitin' for a miracle to come
People said
The boy's born to be a b**
Hangin' around with the rest of the riff-raff
Down at the pool hall on Main Street
Wearin' a red bandana and a sweaty ol' straw hat
Union-All coveralls, dirty bare feet
One half stupid and the other half dumb
Born to live and die in a sharecropper's slum
People said
The boy's born to be a b**
Who's gonna cry when ya die, Lucas
Who's gonna miss ya when you're gone
Will it be the black man you call the n*****
The hippie that'cha beat up just 'cause you was bigger
Will the riff-raff laugh at the epitaph on your tombstone
Betcha says "Here lies Lucas, born to be a b**...
...Died like his daddy with a belly fulla rum"
Now who's gonna cry when ya die, Lucas
Who's gonna miss ya when you're gone
Will it be the black man you call the n*****
The hippie that'cha beat up just 'cause you was bigger
Will the riff-raff laugh at the epitaph on your tombstone
I'll Betcha says "Here lies Lucas, born to be a b**...
...Died like his daddy with a belly fulla rum"
UHHHHHHHH!
Goodbye, Lucas...