Down in Mississippi where the sun beats down from the sky

they give it up but they give it up but they give it up but they never ask why

daddy was a rolling rollin' stone oh whoa

he rolled away one day and he never came home ha ha ha

It ain't hard to understand this ain't Hitlers master plan

what it takes to be a man ooh in my mind in my brain

I'm rollin' over like a steamin' frieght train it ain't hard to astertain

You only see what you want to belive

When you light up in the back with those tricks up your sleeve

that don't mean I can't hang

the day that I die will be the day I shut my mouth and put down my guitar uh

Sunday morning hold church down at the bar

get down on your knees and start to pray oh whoa

pray my itchy rash will go away yow

now back up y'all it aint me Kentucky fried chicken is all I see

it's a hellified way to start your day

If I make you cry all night, me and daddy gonna have a fist fight

it aint personal it ain't me

I only hear what you told me to be

I'm a backwards ass hillbilly I'm Dick Butkiss

you know I lie I get mean I'm a thief in the dark

I'm a ragin' machine I'm a triple rectified ass son of a bitch

rec-tite(r) on my ass and it makes me itch

I can see for miles and miles and miles oh whoa

my broken heart makes me smile

In my mind in my brain I go back I go completly insain

it ain't personal, it ain't me

if I make yo cry all night I 'll be you daddy at the end of the night

take a load from my big gun

you only see what you want to belive

when you creep from the back I've got tricks up my sleeve

24/7 devil best friend

makes no diffrence it's all same in the end