Born To B A Hick - Kid Rock

See I was born a little pie-eyed motherfucker 
Mamma she left me and my pappa 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 biskit 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 
ohhh I was born to be a hick man 
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 biskit 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 shot gun tokin I'm a John Deer drivin 
I'm a hiiiiiiick 
Ahhh har