From the recording No Paved Roads
Lyrics
Last Friday night at the old dirt track
I grabbed my seat, threw a few back and waited, for them to drop that green flag
Came time to raise those stars and stripes, some city fellow off to my right, kept is hat on and his hands down by his side
Well I grabbed his hat and threw it to the ground, said in these parts some things aint allowed
Like saying the pledge without a hand on your heart,
Leaving half a cold beer on the4 bar
Sitting down to supper and never thanking the man
Missing Sunday church for a foot ball game
Locking that shotgun up in a case
Letting the phone ring when mama calls,
And turning your back on a friend
There ya go, now ya know
The seven redneck sins
He looked at me like a cat at a gate, had no idea what to say
Just bowed up, and cut me one hard glare
I said you take on me; you take on this whole crowd
There’s things you don’t get by with, when ya come down south
Like saying the pledge without a hand on your heart,
Leaving half a cold beer on the4 bar
Sitting down to supper and never thanking the man
Missing Sunday church for a foot ball game
Locking that shotgun up in a case
Letting the phone ring when mama calls,
And turning your back on a friend
There ya go, now ya know
The seven redneck sins
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The Seven redneck sins
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I said you take on me; you take on this whole crowd
There’s things you don’t get by with, when ya come down south
Like saying the pledge without a hand on your heart,
Leaving half a cold beer on the4 bar
Sitting down to supper and never thanking the man
Missing Sunday church for a foot ball game
Locking that shotgun up in a case
Letting the phone ring when mama calls,
And turning your back on a friend
There ya go, now ya know
The seven redneck sins
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7redneck sins
7redneck sins