Lyrics:
I once was a tool of opression
As green as a sucker could be
And monopolies banded together
To beat a poor hayseed like me
The railroads and the old
Ain't hayseed, honey, don't care about the money
Just a super big black muffler's sound
We're tearing it up and throwing it down
We'll pipe
on the blacktop are startin' to whine
As I pass that Oklahoma City limit sign
I'm a hayseed and a plowboy
I'm a farm kid and a cowboy
I'm a roughneck
My
Nowadays them country boys don't cotton much to one two three four
Rest your team. Work out in the All Golden
You will know why hayseeds go back
an undertaker
Smile on his face
Leaned out the window and said
"Hey hayseed, you wanna race?"
Well I had nothing better to do since my baby
Gave me that big FU
who doesn't mind my snowsuit doesn't fit
I'm just a hayseed selling trees to break trees
Know your daddy hates me it's driving you crazy
Even though my
where we share a little loving in the moonshine
I'm an old hayseed harp player
I'm the hit of the county fair
With my pretty little black-eyed girl
Ooh nah, nah, nah, yeah, ooh yeah yeah
Got nothing against a big town
Still hayseed enough to say
Look who's in the big town
But my bed is in
Ooh nah, nah, nah, yeah, ooh yeah yeah
Got nothing against a big town
Still hayseed enough to say
Look who's in the big town
But my bed is in
yeah, yeah
Got nothing against a big town
Still hayseed enough to say
Look who's in the big town
But my bed is in a small town
Oh, and that's good
almond eyes and olive skin,
And long black hair.
She was Irish-Spanish mix-breed, I was southeast Texas hayseed,
We were almost there.
Her daddy did not
Registered at Smith's hotel as Mr Hayseed Brown
A jay he was so y'all admit with whiskers green as grass,
Pulled off his shoes jumped into bed and then blew
Hit the North
Hit the North
(Hit the North) my Cat says eeeee-ack
Hit the North
Hit the North
Hit the North
Ninety-five percent of hayseeds
Hit the North
Hit the North
(Hit the North) my Cat says eeeee-ack
Hit the North
Hit the North
Hit the North
Ninety-five percent of hayseeds
Girls in your arms
You could've planted a farm
All of them hayseeds
Hit the North
Hit the North
(Hit the North) my Cat says eeeee-ack
Hit the North
Hit the North
Hit the North
Ninety-five percent of hayseeds
ain't dead yet
Rough around the edges but his clothes are clean
Hayseed dressed up like James Dean
And any way I play it well I can't get him to say
you I was lonely, lonely
Out here trying to find my one and only
Hold me true
Only you
You was kinda crazy for a hay-seed like me
Mama said she didn't
how to forget
The hayseed sun will hardly set
Now I'm naked to the bone
Heavy like a bleeding stone
Lurking on my mortal throne...
We'll never be in
the hand of my childhood, not anymore
On Earth, there’s sentient shadows giving hope
I’ve watched the topsoil-iest of all the hayseeds watch their
False sun
Got your letter in the mail last week
With your picture of the city lights
For an old hayseed like me, yeah, they'd be quite a sight
Been tryin'
now, like you used to do
But you'll dance with any hayseed hick who flashes eyes at you
The band's playin' all the right stuff, and you tap your foot
overly talented
But his effort crazy
Fundamentally sound
One consistent hayseed
A farmer who could ball
Who would've ever thought
He locked down
ever since I was a little juvie hayseed
corrosive, none one of em could contain me
the blue eyed baby, he soon turned crazy
now the naysayers throw
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