| She takes me to a party
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| Dressed up in city clothes
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| Pretending I’m somebody
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| Everybody oughta know
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| But once I get a cold beer in my hand
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| There ain’t no mistaken who I am
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| I can’t hide my redneck side
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| It’s in my blood till the day I die
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| When I start havin' a real good time
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| Oh I can’t hide my redneck side
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| Went to meet her family
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| For a weekend in the sun
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| A big house on the ocean
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| Yea we were really havin' fun
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| Til they caught me in the pool at 2am
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| Wearin' nothin' but a farmer’s tan
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| I can’t hide my redneck side
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| It’s in my blood til the day I die
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| When I start havin' a real good time
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| Oh I can’t hide my redneck side
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| I like guitars in my music
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| Muscle in my cars
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| And I like girls that hang out at bars
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| No one can change the way they are
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| And I can’t hide my redneck side
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| It’s in my blood til the day I die
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| When I start havin' a real good time
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| No I can’t hide my redneck side
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| No I can’t hide my redneck side
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| I can’t hide my redneck side |