Southern Swagger

Redneck with a wrench, call me grease-stained king,

Camo on my hat, mud on my bling.

Donkey in the yard chewing grass, real slow,

General Lee parked, rebel flag on the glow.

Boot cut jeans with a chaw in my lip,

Holler boys holler when the whiskey take a sip.

Donkey got a kick like the bass in the track,

General Lee burnin' rubber, ain't no lookin' back.

Redneck rhythm, we the backroad crew,

Donkey in the field, sippin' Mountain Dew.

General Lee screamin', paint job mean,

Southern pride high, you know what I mean.

Donkey's name Earl, stubborn as a mule,

But he smarter than most, ain't no backwoods fool.

General Lee roarin', Dixie horn scream,

Paint so bright, orange crush dream.

Whiskey in the jar, stars in the sky,

Redneck gospel under moonlight high.

Donkey in the pen, haystack throne,

General Lee's roar cuttin' through the zone.

Hog roast smokin', fire pit lit,

Cornbread crumbs on my granddaddy's spit.

Donkey's got jokes, bray sounds wild,

General Lee driftin', country boy style.