Down in Mississippi, where the sun beats down from the sky
They give it up, and they give it up, and they give it up
But they never ask why
Daddy was a rollin', rollin' stone
He rolled away one day and he never came home
[Chorus]
It ain't hard to understand
This ain't Hitler's master plan
What it takes to be a man
In my mind, in my brain
I roll it over like a steamin' freight train
It ain't hard to ascertain
[Verse 2]
You only see what you want to believe
When you light up in the back with those tricks up your sleeve
That don't mean I can't hang
Day that I die will be the day that I
Shut my mouth and put down my guitar
Sunday morning, hold church down at the bar
Get down on my knees and start to pray
Pray my itchy rash will go away
[Chorus]
Back up y'all, it ain't 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 ain't personal, it ain't me
[Verse 3]
I only hear what you told me to be
I'm a backward-ass hillbilly, I'm Dick Butkus
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 on my ass and it makes me itch
I can see for miles, and miles, and miles
My broken heart makes me smile
[Chorus]
In my mind, in my brain
I go back, I go completely insane
It ain't personal, it ain't me
If I make you cry, I might
Be your daddy at the end of the night
Take a load from my big gun
[Verse 4]
You only see what you want to believe
When you creep from the back
I got tricks up my sleeve
24/7, devil's best friend
Makes no difference, it's all the same in the end
[Verse 1] Down in Mississippi, where the sun beats down from the sky They give it up, and they give it up, and they give it up But they never ask why Daddy was a rollin', rollin' stone He rolled away one day and he never came home [Chorus] It ain't hard to understand This ain't Hitler's master plan What it takes to be a man In my mind, in my brain I roll it over like a steamin' freight train It ain't hard to ascertain [Verse 2] You only see what you want to believe When you light up in the back with those tricks up your sleeve That don't mean I can't hang Day that I die will be the day that I Shut my mouth and put down my guitar Sunday morning, hold church down at the bar Get down on my knees and start to pray Pray my itchy rash will go away [Chorus] Back up y'all, it ain't 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 ain't personal, it ain't me [Verse 3] I only hear what you told me to be I'm a backward-ass hillbilly, I'm Dick Butkus 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 on my ass and it makes me itch I can see for miles, and miles, and miles My broken heart makes me smile [Chorus] In my mind, in my brain I go back, I go completely insane It ain't personal, it ain't me If I make you cry, I might Be your daddy at the end of the night Take a load from my big gun [Verse 4] You only see what you want to believe When you creep from the back I got tricks up my sleeve 24/7, devil's best friend Makes no difference, it's all the same in the end Explain Request ×
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