A true RawkDawg song

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It's what a RawkDawg's life is

I’m a Hard Workin’, Girl Watchin’, Foot Stompin’,
Geetar Pickin’, Hillbilly Rawkdawg.
I like my Skynryd loud and proud,
Drivin’ the road from town to town,

Born and raised in the Ozark Hills,
Playin’ geetar, Man, Is how I get my thrills,

I’m a Harley Ridin’, Road Scorchin’, Rowdy Livin’,
Rock-n-Rollin’, Hillbilly Rawkdawg.
I mind my business, I make my tracks,
Do what I do, I’m kickin’ it jack.

I’ll play it hard, take it to the sky,
I‘ll bring her home, Man, I’ll make her fly.

I’m a Pick-up Truckin’, Rodeo Hitchin’, Tobacca’ Chewin’,
Boot Scootin’, Hillbilly Rawkdawg.
I call the shots, I’m my own,
Livin’ my life out on the road.

I’m lean and mean, bad to the bone,
Take me on, Man, I’m tough as stone.

I’m a Red-Neckin’, Whiskey Drinkin’, Ass Kickin’,
Son of a bi***in’, Hillbilly Rawkdawg.
I play my music, from bar to bar,
I love pickin’ this old beat up geetar.

I’ll play it hard, take it to the sky,
I‘ll bring her home, Man, I’ll make her fly.
I play all night, Man, I’ll make her sing,
‘Til the cow comes home or the fat lady sings