Bobby Bare - Up Against The Wall Redneck Mother lyrics
[Bobby Bare - Up Against The Wall Redneck Mother lyrics]
He was born in Oklahoma
His wife's name's Betty Lou Thelma Liz
He's not responsible for what he's doing
'Cause his mother made him what he is
And it's up against the wall, Redneck Mother
Mother, who has raised her son so well
He's thirty four and drinking in a honky tonk
Just kicking hippies' asses and raising hell
Sure does like his Falstaff beer
He likes to chase it down
With that Wild Turkey liquor
He drives a '57 GMC pickup truck
Got a gun rack
'Goat roper needs love too sticker
And it's up against the wall, Redneck Mother
Mother, who has raised her son so well
He's thirty four and drinking in a honky tonk
Just kicking hippies' asses and raising hell
Oh baby
M is for the mud flaps you
Give me for my pickup truck
O is for the oil I put on my hair
T is for T-bird, 'H' is for haggard
E is for eggs and 'R' is for Redneck
Up against the wall, Redneck Mother
Mother, who has raised her son so well
He's thirty four and drinking in a honky tonk
Kicking hippies' asses and raising hell
He's up against the wall, Redneck Mother
Mother, who has raised her son so well
His wife's name's Betty Lou Thelma Liz
He's not responsible for what he's doing
'Cause his mother made him what he is
And it's up against the wall, Redneck Mother
Mother, who has raised her son so well
He's thirty four and drinking in a honky tonk
Just kicking hippies' asses and raising hell
Sure does like his Falstaff beer
He likes to chase it down
With that Wild Turkey liquor
He drives a '57 GMC pickup truck
Got a gun rack
'Goat roper needs love too sticker
And it's up against the wall, Redneck Mother
Mother, who has raised her son so well
He's thirty four and drinking in a honky tonk
Just kicking hippies' asses and raising hell
Oh baby
M is for the mud flaps you
Give me for my pickup truck
O is for the oil I put on my hair
T is for T-bird, 'H' is for haggard
E is for eggs and 'R' is for Redneck
Up against the wall, Redneck Mother
Mother, who has raised her son so well
He's thirty four and drinking in a honky tonk
Kicking hippies' asses and raising hell
He's up against the wall, Redneck Mother
Mother, who has raised her son so well