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JIM BOB

HARDY

Jim Bob drinks his coffee with a Pall Mall and a Keystone
Sits out on his front porch with his flea-infested dogs
Caught a little shrapnel from some boom-boom in his knee bone
Pops a half a Percocet to keep the hurtin' off
And they say: Jim Bob, go to work, quit livin' for the buzz
Jim Bob, go to church, but Jim Bob never does
We don't wanna see you waste your life away
He lights another cigarette and all he's got to say is

All I wanna do until they lay my body down's
Take my pills, pay my bills, blow the rest all on some Crown
Fill this Boone and Crockett holler with Country Boy Can Survive
Get fucked up on my back forty, point my pistol to the sky
Make it go pow-pow-pow, somebody gotta go, wow, wow, wow
That boy's got some demons, he's a heathen
Put him at a pew, he needs some Jesus now, now, now
I don't know how, how, how or when it will be
All I know's I'm gonna live this redneck life until it kills me

Jim Bob's got his name already written on some granite
Main Street Cemetery, underneath the water oak
He says he never seen it 'cause he hates them city limits
In the back of a black Cadillac's the only way he'll go, and he goes

All I wanna do until they lay my body down's
Take my pills, pay my bills, blow the rest all on some Crown
Fill this Boone and Crockett holler with Country Boy Can Survive
Get fucked up on my back forty, point my pistol to the sky
Make it go pow-pow-pow, somebody gotta go, wow, wow, wow
That boy's got some demons, he's a heathen
Put him at a pew, he needs some Jesus now, now, now'
I don't know how, how, how or when it will be
All I know's I'm gonna live this redneck life until it kills me

All I wanna do until they lay my body down's
Take my pills, pay my bills, blow the rest all on some Crown
Fill this Boone and Crockett holler with Country Boy Can Survive
Get fucked up on my back forty, point my pistol to the sky
Make it go pow-pow-pow, somebody gotta go, Wow, wow, wow
That boy's got some demons, he's a heathen
Put him at a pew, he needs some Jesus now, now, now
I don't know how, how, how or when it will be
All I know's I'm gonna live this redneck life until it kills me

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