| Well I was born at A party in A barn
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| With A guitar strapped across my arm so
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| I leaned to play in a differant style
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| Everyone knows that I’m hog wild
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| Well I pick it high and I pick it low, pick it with my teeth
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| And pick it with my toe you can hear me play for a country mile
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| Everybody knows that I’m hog wild Yeaaa-everybody knows that I’m hot wild
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| Well, I laid around on the farm to long me and those city folks couldn’t get
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| along
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| My momma said, «You're A destined child, they all know you’s born wild
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| So travelled all over this land, and found myself A back-woods band you could
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| hear us play for a country mile everybody knows that we’re hog wild
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| Everybody knows that we’re hog
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| Everybody knows that we’re hog wild
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| Everybody knows that I play loud
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| Everybody know
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| Everybody knows, everybody knows
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| Everybody knows that we’re hog wild
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| Make it wild, make it wild, make it wild, make it wild
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| Make it wild, make it wild
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| Rootin' around town |