What this world needs is a few more rednecks
Some people ain?t afraid to take a stand
What this world needs is a little more respect
For the Lord and the law and the workin? man
We could use a little peace and satisfaction
Some good people up front to take the lead

Where the sun goes up and the sun comes down nothing ever changes in a border town
It turns around and starts all over again
It's alcohol and nicotine and everyday's like Halloween
It's a muy loco world we're living in
It's broken dreams and shady deals
Red hot cars and cold

I was hanging in out in L.A. looking for a real cool place to go
I struck up a conversation with this dude wearing hip hop clothes
He said you talk like you're from Texas let me welcome you to our town
An I hope you have a real find day
But don't you let me catch you when the sun

Well the party started early bout a quarter till three
Just a few close friends and my baby and me
We just got started when somebody asked
How long you think this party's goin' to last

We said all night long all night long
We'll be rockin' we'll be rollin' goin' to boogie w

Every night downtown on the streets of the city
When the midnight hour is comin' on
You'll see her come slinkin' down the alley in a tight dress
She'll walk them streets till the break of dawn
Well she'll slip away fore the sun starts rising
When the daylight comes she's gonn

We got some trouble in our own backyard
Things are kinda tough things are kinda hard
Got a lot of people living out in the street
And people going hungry without nothing to eat
And in this land of plenty this shouldn't be going on
We've got enough for everybody we're just gon

See that man in the field over yonder
With dirt on his hands and a loan on his back
He's the man that puts the food on your table
He's the man that grows the clothes on your back
Were running a mile out of the house he was born in
Tending on the sidelines and watching him fal

I'm back in the saddle again out where a friend is a friend
Where the longhorn cattle feed on the lowly jimson weed
I'm back in the saddle again

I'm ridin' the range once more I'm totin' my old forty-four
Where you sleep out every night and the only law is right
I'm back in

In the southern part of texas, east and west of el paso
Where the mighty Franklin mountains guard the trail to Mexico
There's a new-made widow crying and a hearse a rollin slow
I guess the devils passed this way again
There's a lathered sorrel stallion running thru the Joshua tre

On a cold concrete sidewalk, on the corner of fifth and main
Sits an old black blind man, and no one knows his name
He plays the same old guitar, he plays the same old tune
And when the people pass him by, some are heard to say
"Play, let the blind man play?

He was a c

Every time I hear a fiddle and it's cookin' just a little
Well it makes me want to jump up and run
And if he's sawing with some soul boogie woogie rock n' roll
Well I know I'm gonna have some fun
And when the rosin starts to fly and I'm looking in the eye
Like I'm just about

Wild as a coastal boranca, swift as the wind blowin' free
With two eyes like fire brands that glow in the night
Somewhere up there he's waitin' for me
And he knows that I'm coming for him
I just can't rest 'til I find
That raven black stallion, who wears no man's brand
Wi

I'm a gonna take a freight train, down at the station
And I don't care where it goes
I'm a Gonna climb a mountain, the highest mountain,
I'm a Gonna jump off, and nobody's gonna know
I'm gonna find me a hole in the wall, I'm gonna crawl inside and die
It's all because that wo

When it's Christmas time in Carolina
The kinfolks gather up at Grandma's house
And they fill the house with love
And they honor God above
They remember what the season's all about

It's been ten long years since I've been there with them
And I can't face another holiday

As I was out walking one mornin' for pleasure
I saw a young cowboy just riding along
His hat was throwed back and his spurs were a jingling
And as he approached he was singing this song

Yippy ti yi yei git along little dogies
It's your misfortune and none of my own
Yipp

I ain't nothin' but a simple man
They call me a redneck I reckon that I am
But there's things going on
That make me mad down to the core.

I have to work like a dog to make ends meet
There's crooked politicians and crime in the street
And I'm madder'n hell and I ain't go

Some people say a man's made outta mud
A poor man's made outta muscle and blood
Muscle and blood skin and bone
A mind that's weak and a back that's strong

You load sixteen tons what do you get
Another day older and deeper and debt
St Peter don't you call me I can't go

Well I've got me a sweet little country girl
She's across between a diamond and a pearl
There ain't nobody like my sweet little country girl

She's a little bitty booger she just stands about five feet tall
She hails from Dixie and she talks with a southern drawl
I just love

It's been ten long years since the devil laid his fiddle at Johnny's feet
And it burned inside his mind the way he suffered that defeat
In the darkest pits of hell the devil hatched an evil plan
To tempt the fiddle player for he's just a mortal man

"The sin of pride," the devil

The devil went down to Georgia
He was looking for a soul to steal
He was in a bind, 'cause he was way behind
So he was willing to make a deal
When he come across this young man
Sawing on a fiddle and playing it hot
And the devil jumps up on a hickory stump

And said: