Born 2 B a Hick (Kid Rock)

See I was born a little pie-eyed motherfucker Mama she left me and my papa was a hard trucker Out on the highway we loved to roll He never made me go to school I never begged to go I was a low class livin' raised out in the sticks I was born to be a hick See I love to spend my days just a squirrel huntin' Go see my cousin Ellie May and get some good lovin' Kissin' and huggin' on some distant lands People always tell me I'm a twisted man Jim Beam in my hand boones kegged in shit And I was born to be a hick Ohh I was born to be a hick See I love to spend my days just a squirrel hunter Go see my cousin Ellie May and get some good lovin Kissin' and huggin' on some distant lands People always tell me I'm a twisted man Jim Beam in my hand boones kegged in shit And I was born to be a hick See I was born to be a hick man Yeah I was born to be a hick man Yeah, yeah, yeah I'm a shotgun tokin' I'm a John Deere drivin' I'm a hick Ah har