Redneck Life - Chris Janson

I grew up in a batten board cabin

At the dead end of a gravel street

I got my first payin' job when I turned 10

Cause money didn’t grow on trees

Cheap cigarettes with the windows up

Was just part of the air I breathed

I didn’t choose the redneck life

The redneck life chose me

Yeah me and my daddy built my first car

It’s called the motor up in a tree

We were the beer bartenders with the ice cutout

Rat racing them junkyard dreams

Yeah, me and my crew, man, we grew up

On high-tune U83

I didn’t choose the redneck life

No, the redneck life chose me

I didn’t choose the redneck life

The redneck life chose me

What you see is what you get

And what you get is what you see

I’ll take a Mountain Dew over a silver spoon

Any ole day of the week

I didn’t choose the redneck life

The redneck life chose me

And I grew up swimming in cut-off jeans

Down at the bridge at the castor creek

We’d bend our half bills as far as we could bend them

We spent the fall sittin' high in a tree

Yeah, huntin' and fishin' wasn’t just a trend

It was what we did to eat

I didn’t choose the redneck life

The redneck life chose me

Yeah, I didn’t choose the redneck life

The redneck life chose me

What you see is what you get

And what you get is what you see

I’ll take a Mountain Dew over a silver spoon

Any ole day of the week

I didn’t choose the redneck life

The redneck life chose me