I'm a redneck in a cowboy hat
I'm laid back without a care
I like whiskey, beer, rum, and jack
I don't really care if you stare

I may get wild and reckless
But I still walk a fine line
I may give a girl a kiss
Or buy you a glass of wine

Give me love, I'm a happy man
Give me hell and you'll find
An imprint of your face in the sand
And a distinct fear in your mind

My heaven's a house in the boondocks
A faithful dog and a redneck wife
I may not hunt for quail or fox
But that doesn't mean I don't live a redneck life

William Mowell

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/redneck-life/