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Redneck Woman Lyrics
by Gretchen Wilson
Well I ain't never,
Been the barbie doll type.
No I can't swig that sweet champagne,
I'd rather drink beer all night ,
In a tavern,
Or in a honky tonk,
Or on a four-wheel drive tailgate.
I've got posters on my wall of Skynyrd, Kid and Strait.
Some people look down on me,
but I don't give a rip.
I'll stand bare footed in my own front yard,
With a baby on my hip.
Cause I'm a redneck woman,
I ain't no high class broad.
I'm just a product of my raisin',
I say hey y'all and yee-haw.
And I keep my Christmas lights on,
On my front porch all year long.
And I know all the words,
to every Charlie Daniels song,
So here's to all my sisters,
out there keepin it country,
Let me get a big hell yea,
from the Redneck girls like me.
Hell Yea.
Victoria's secret,
Well there stuff's real nice,
Oh, but I can buy the same damn thing,
On a Wal-Mart shelf half price.
And still look sexy,
Just as sexy,
As those models on t.v.
No, I don't need no designer tag,
To make my man want me.
You might think I'm trashy,
A little too hard core,
But in my neck of the woods,
I'm just the girl next door.
Hey I'm a redneck woman,
I ain't no high class broad.
I'm just a product of my raisin',
I say hey y'all and yee-haw.
And I keep my Christmas lights on,
On my front porch all year long,
And I know all the words,
to every Tanya Tucker song.
So here's to all my sisters,
out there keepin' it country.
Let me get a big hell yea,
From the redneck girls like me.
Hell yea.
Instrumental Break
I'm a redneck woman,
I ain't no high class broad.
I'm just a product of my raisin',
I say hey y'all and yee-haw.
And I keep my Christmas lights on,
On my front porch all year long.
And I know all the words,
to every Ol' Bocephus song.
So here's to all my sisters out there,
Keepin' it country.
Let me get a big hell yea,
From the redneck girls like me.
Hell yea,
Hell yea.
Hell yea,
I said hell yea.
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