First Redneck on the Internet - Cledus T. Judd, Buck Owens

Well, Lordy, mercy, I’s in a mess

My wife run off with my TV set

Didn’t bother me none that she had to go

'Cept I’s gonna miss all my TV shows

So I looked up to heaven, got down on my knees

An' I cried: «Dear Lord, will you help me, please.»

«I need a TV by tomorrow night

«'Cos Rick Flare’s involved in a talent fight.»

Well I guess my tytheing finally paid off

'Cos early next mornin' shoulda seen what I saw

Reached in my overhorse for my inhaler

'Cos there’s a big brown box there, right in my trailer

I used my truck keys, cut open the box

I was hopin' for a Sony or a Microbox

I looked at the name and thought: «Oh my gosh!

«This must be a new one called Macintosh.»

Well my last TV was a whole lot wider

But this’n here come with its own typewriter

It had all the letters from A to Z

I guess you just type in what you wanna see

Well I thought I punched up: «WWF,»

But the TV Screen said World Wide Web

Then I broke out in a cold, cold sweat:

I’s the first redneck on the internet

He was the first red neck on the internet

A bona fide, countrified, cyber-threat

He went on line just one time

And now they won’t forget

The first redneck on the internet

It was all so new, I shoulda taken my time

But I slammed that mouse up in four-wheel drive

Last time I did so much pointin' and clickin'

I had a .22 rifle shootin' at chickens

Then, all of a sudden it occurred to me

The power I had with this fancy TV

I could get back at my ex-wife

With the touch of a button, I could ruin her life

So I got the number off her Mastercard

I bought a new lift kit and four new tyres

Then, I got on line to her bank account

Went ahead and closed that sucker out

I had her power and her water shut, slap, off

The I sent an e-mail to her dead plain boss

Lettin' him know that she told me

She’d have his job by the end of the week

He was the first red neck on the internet

A bona fide, countrified, cyber-threat

He went on line just one time

And now they’ll never forget, (Won't forget.)

The first redneck on the internet

Now the moral of the story, as a matter of fact

In a couple of days I got my TV back

She said she’d like to come back, as well

I told her to go straight to AOL

Now, thank the Lord that the UPS

For droppin' that box at Cledus' address

If they ever wanna find him, it won’t take long

To reach the first red neck on the internet

A bona fide, countrified, cyber-threat

He went on line just one time

And now they’ll never forget, (Won't forget.)

He was the first red neck on the internet

The first red neck on the internet

Hey Buck, p’preciate your help.

You ARE the man

World Wide Web, population Four Zillion.

Cy hoot