Dip, Trucks, and Duct Tape Dreams

Lyrics:

I wake up at noon, grab a can of chew,
Got my flannel shirt on, and my boots are muddy too,
I’m fixin’ up my truck with a roll of duct tape,
She might not be pretty, but she sure is great.

I got dip in my lip, beer in my hand,
My truck’s sittin’ high, I’m the king of the land,
We’ll go muddin’ all night, and fishin’ at dawn,
With a camo cap and a rebel flag on.
Got duct tape dreams and a backwoods plan,
'Cause I’m just a simple, redneck man.

My dog’s in the back, ridin' shotgun proud,
We’re hittin’ the dirt road, kickin’ up a cloud,
Got a cooler full of Natty, my girl by my side,
She’s wearin’ Daisy Dukes and lovin’ this ride.

I got dip in my lip, beer in my hand,
My truck’s sittin’ high, I’m the king of the land,
We’ll go muddin’ all night, and fishin’ at dawn,
With a camo cap and a rebel flag on.
Got duct tape dreams and a backwoods plan,
'Cause I’m just a simple, redneck man.

We ain’t got no worries, no fancy things,
Just a rusty old truck and some broken springs,
But we’ll ride through the night, and howl at the moon,
Livin’ that redneck life, singin' our tune.

I got dip in my lip, beer in my hand,
My truck’s sittin’ high, I’m the king of the land,
We’ll go muddin’ all night, and fishin’ at dawn,
With a camo cap and a rebel flag on.
Got duct tape dreams and a backwoods plan,
'Cause I’m just a simple, redneck man.

So raise your jar of shine, toast to this life,
Where we work hard all day and party all night,
With a dip, a truck, and a duct tape dream,
Livin’ the redneck life, that’s the American dream.