My truck has a rebel flag and a rifle rack
There's a case or two of empty cans blowin' in the back
Yeah I got an eight point buck strapped across the hood
Exhaust pipe smokin' up the neighborhood
These days guys like me, we don't fit in
Yeah cuz I'm socially challenged
Slightly off-balance
So everybody says
I'm a little off-center
A public offender
It's how I was raised, I guess
Ahh, If speakin' your mind is really a crime
I'm guilty, I must confess
I'm the poster child for political incorrectness
Sometimes I get too loud and I'm prone to cuss
Yeah and I've learned everything I know
From outlaws like Merle and David Allan Coe
I won't change one thing about the way I am
(Chorus)
Oh I'm just a redneck reject
Who doesn't really give a heck
What anybody says
I'm the poster child for political incorrectness
Yes I am
Also, you can capo on the 3rd fret and play in "A"