Well there's a certain kinda' woman who lives a' down south

She don't never say a thing like hush a' my mouth

I want a redneck girl

I'm lookin' for a redneck girl

 

Well, I don't care much about style grace

Or too much purty on her lily white face

I want a redneck girl

I'm lookin' for a redneck girl

 

Well, it's hard to tell when a southern belle is just a' puttin' on airs

Speakin' soft an' slow with a turned up nose as she sashays downstairs

But, when she puts an empty whisky bottle up beside your head,

She's a redneck girl

 

When she sleeps at night, it's in a feather bed

With a 32-20 underneath her head

I want a redneck girl

I want a redneck girl

I want a redneck girl

I got myself a redneck girl