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We didn’t sing Kumbaya, we sang with straight pipes off a 305

We never cussed around our momma’s but we raised hell

Until the day of the church bells

Nanny made apple pie in the kitchen

Paw Paw cut the combs off chickens

And daddy burned up this old town

In a ragged GT with three different wheels

Momma read tarot cards under that moon

Spoke to God with some candles in the bathroom

My brothers and me was some rednecks comin' up on a one lane

We didn’t sing Kumbaya, we sang with straight pipes off a 305

We never cussed around our momma’s but we raised hell

Until the day of the church bells

We didn’t play with Tonka toys

We shot bb guns at the neighbor next door

Any kid who moved in new

Got a taste of that old swampy creek juice

Walked bare feet 'til our feet turned

Black as the slate on a swimmin' hole floor

And any car that drove by the midnight street

Never seen my six inch blade

We didn’t sing Kumbaya, we sang with straight pipes off a 305

We never cussed around our momma’s but we raised hell

Until the day of the church bells

So dear momma, daddy, nanny, and Chicken Willie above

I hope you’re happy of the thick skinned man that I’ve become

That I’ve become (That I’ve become)

That I’ve become (That I’ve become)

That I’ve become

We didn’t sing Kumbaya, we sang with straight pipes off a 305

We never cussed around our momma’s but we raised hell

Until the day of the church bells

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