作词 : Morgan Wallen/Ernest Keith Smith/Ryan Vojtesak/Michael Hardy/James Maddocks 作曲 : Morgan Wallen/Ernest Keith Smith/Ryan Vojtesak/Michael Hardy/James Maddocks Hey, Mister City Man Rollie on your wrist, Nasdaq in your hand Rollin' your eyes at my beat-up truck Feed in the back, spittin' in my cup Both our tags say Tennessee I don't know you, I know you don't know me But if this red light didn't have to change I'd have time to say When you die, I hope you come back as a redneck I hope it sticks on you like a hell-hot sun tattoo I hope you break your back for that barely-get-by paycheck And when you can't, you gotta go and bloody up a buck or two Catch the Holy Ghost on a pinewood bench Drive across the county just to hook up a winch Revel in the pride of a simple man Maybe then you'll understand Oh I didn't choose my raisin' and you didn't choose yours You work in four walls and I'm workin' four-by-fours We ain't as different as you think we is, but I didn't pull up sayin' "Won't you look at that born rich, fed with a silver spoon, trust fund kid," like you did So when you die, I hope you come back as a redneck I hope it sticks on you like a hell-hot sun tattoo I hope you break your back for that barely-get-by paycheck And when you can't, you gotta go and bloody up a buck or two Catch the Holy Ghost on a pinewood bench Drive across the county just to hook up a winch Revel in the pride of a simple man Maybe then you'll understand Why we say grace, why we hold hands Keep a shotgun right by the nightstand And why we love a good rain comin' down And never leave these so-called backward, backwood, good-for-nothing, hillbilly hick towns So when you die, I hope you come back as a redneck I hope it sticks on you like a hell-hot sun tattoo I hope you break your back for that barely-get-by paycheck And when you can't, you gotta go and bloody up a buck or two, yes, you do Catch the Holy Ghost on a pinewood bench Drive across the county just to hook up a winch Revel in the pride of a simple man Maybe then you'll understand Oh Yeah, then you'll understand
[00:00.000] 作词 : Morgan Wallen/Ernest Keith Smith/Ryan Vojtesak/Michael Hardy/James Maddocks [00:01.000] 作曲 : Morgan Wallen/Ernest Keith Smith/Ryan Vojtesak/Michael Hardy/James Maddocks [00:14.576]Hey, Mister City Man [00:17.158]Rollie on your wrist, Nasdaq in your hand [00:20.392]Rollin' your eyes at my beat-up truck [00:23.511]Feed in the back, spittin' in my cup [00:27.443]Both our tags say Tennessee [00:29.744]I don't know you, I know you don't know me [00:32.867]But if this red light didn't have to change [00:36.651]I'd have time to say [00:38.893]When you die, I hope you come back as a redneck [00:45.263]I hope it sticks on you like a hell-hot sun tattoo [00:51.680]I hope you break your back for that barely-get-by paycheck [00:58.038]And when you can't, you gotta go and bloody up a buck or two [01:05.056]Catch the Holy Ghost on a pinewood bench [01:08.322]Drive across the county just to hook up a winch [01:11.540]Revel in the pride of a simple man [01:15.373]Maybe then you'll understand [01:24.274]Oh [01:30.460]I didn't choose my raisin' and you didn't choose yours [01:33.865]You work in four walls and I'm workin' four-by-fours [01:37.621]We ain't as different as you think we is, but I didn't pull up sayin' [01:42.532]"Won't you look at that born rich, fed with a silver spoon, trust fund kid," like you did [01:49.075]So when you die, I hope you come back as a redneck [01:55.457]I hope it sticks on you like a hell-hot sun tattoo [02:01.991]I hope you break your back for that barely-get-by paycheck [02:08.359]And when you can't, you gotta go and bloody up a buck or two [02:15.632]Catch the Holy Ghost on a pinewood bench [02:18.701]Drive across the county just to hook up a winch [02:21.841]Revel in the pride of a simple man [02:25.641]Maybe then you'll understand [02:29.026]Why we say grace, why we hold hands [02:32.234]Keep a shotgun right by the nightstand [02:35.200]And why we love a good rain comin' down [02:38.000]And never leave these so-called backward, backwood, good-for-nothing, hillbilly hick towns [02:46.776]So when you die, I hope you come back as a redneck [02:53.261]I hope it sticks on you like a hell-hot sun tattoo [02:59.595]I hope you break your back for that barely-get-by paycheck [03:06.043]And when you can't, you gotta go and bloody up a buck or two, yes, you do [03:13.070]Catch the Holy Ghost on a pinewood bench [03:16.320]Drive across the county just to hook up a winch [03:19.552]Revel in the pride of a simple man [03:23.328]Maybe then you'll understand [03:32.180]Oh [03:36.835]Yeah, then you'll understand
