Down in Mississippi where the sun beats down from the sky
They give it up and they give it up and they give it up
but they never ask why
Daddy was a rolling rollin' stone, oh whoa
He rolled away one day and he never came home, ha ha ha!

It ain't hard to understand
This ain't Hitlers master plan
What it takes to be a man

Ooh, in my mind in my brain
I'm rollin' over like a steamin' frieght train
It ain't hard to ascertain

You only see what you want to believe
When you light up in the back with those tricks up your sleeve
That don't mean I can't hang
The day that I die will be the day that I shut my mouth and put down my guitar, uh
Sunday morning hold church down at the bar
Get down on your knees and start to pray, oh whoa
Pray my itchy rash will go away, yow!

Now back up y'all, it aint me
Kentucky fried chicken is all I see
It's a hellified way to start your day

If I make you cry all night
Me and daddy gonna have a fist fight
It ain't personal it, ain't me

I only hear what you told me to be
I'm a backwards ass hillbilly, I'm Dick Buttkiss
You know I lie, I get mean
I'm a thief in the dark, I'm a ragin' machine
I'm a triple rectified ass son of a bitch
Rec-tite(r) on my ass and it makes me itch
I can see for miles and miles and miles, oh whoa
My broken heart makes me smile

In my mind, in my brain
I go back I go completly insane
It ain't personal, it ain't me

If I make you cry all night
I'll be your daddy at the end of the night
Take a load from my big gun

You only see what you want to believe
When you creep from the back, I've got tricks up my sleeve
24/7 devil's best friend
Makes no difference it's all same in the end

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