[ country; written by Mike Callahan, Jim Reeves, Bradley West and Chelsea West ] Click Here for Free Song Download Tearin' down the road mud flyin' everywhere People in this town, they all stop an' stare But I don't care, I love bein' free They might call me a redneck, man that's alright with me I got a big white Chevy truck, kc's on the top My black lab's goin' crazy, barkin' at the cops Well, don't you know that love can chase me but I won't stop The only way they'll catch me if my truck is in the shop Well, you might be thinkin' I'm a little behind And the joy of life is better than mine But you won't see me drivin' no foreign car And I don't pay my bills with a credit card You can burn my boots, you can steal my car Just don't touch my old guitar No, I don't care, I love bein' free They might call me a redneck, man that's alright with me I work from nine 'till five, sometimes as late as ten If you girls want my number, you better have a pen 'Cause once you've been with me you'll wanna go again, you'll see They might call me a redneck, man that's alright with me Well it's Saturday mornin', half past ten Just laid my head down, the phone rings again No, I don't care, I love bein' free They might call me a redneck, man that's alright with me Well, you might be thinkin' I'm a little behind And the joy of life is better than mine But you won't see me drivin' no foreign car And I don't pay my bills with a credit card You can burn my boots, you can steal my car Just don't touch my old guitar No, I don't care, I love bein' free They might call me a redneck, man that's alright with me They might call me a redneck, man that's alright with me
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