I jumped straight off that trail today
Ain't nobody better get in my way no
Trail dust, sore butt, gotta get out of this 10 day rut
Whoa, gitty up and go
I'm a redneck punk
Mean, red, better off dead
I'm a redneck punk, yeah
Staring down the barrel of an old shotgun
Don't you step on my toes
And you want find yourself with a bloody nose
Whoa, gitty up and go
I'm a redneck punk
Mean, red, better off dead
I'm a redneck punk
Hey you, long haired mother fuck
Show me how you do
I live like a gypsy, I live like a dog
I gotta hard enough time just doing without
Nobody ever better run their fucking mouth
Whoa, gitty up and go
I'm a redneck punk
Mean, red, better off dead
I'm a redneck punk
Redneck punk
I'm a redneck punk
Redneck punk
Hey you're redneck punk
Redneck punk
We're fucking punks
Redneck punk
Redneck punk punk punk
Writer(s): Jeff Worley, Ronald W. Jr. Honeycutt
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