Karaoké Come Back as a Redneck - Morgan Wallen & HARDY

Cet enregistrement est une reprise de Come Back as a Redneck rendu célèbre par Morgan Wallen
feat. HARDY

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Tempo identique à l'original : 75 BPM

Tonalité identique à l'original : Do

Durée : 03:58 - Extrait à : 01:47

Date de sortie : 2025
Styles : Country, En anglais

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Paroles Come Back as a Redneck

Hey, Mister City Man
Rollie on your wrist
Nasdaq in your hand
Rollin' your eyes at my beat-up truck
Feed in the back spittin' in my cup
Both our tags say Tennessee
I don't know you
I know you don't know me
But if this red light didn't have to change
I'd have time to say
When you die, I hope you come back as a redneck
I hope it sticks on you like a hell-hot sun tattoo
I hope you break your back for that barely-get-by paycheck
And when you can't, you gotta go and bloody up a buck or two
Catch the Holy Ghost on a pinewood bench
Drive across the county just to hook up a winch
Revel in the pride of a simple man
Maybe then you'll understand
Oh
I didn't choose my raisin' and you didn't choose yours
You work in four walls and I'm workin' four-by-fours
We ain't as different as you think we is but I didn't pull up sayin'
Won't you look at that born rich fed with a silver spoon trust fund kid
Like you did
So when you die, I hope you come back as a redneck
I hope it sticks on you like a hell-hot sun tattoo
I hope you break your back for that barely-get-by paycheck
And when you can't, you gotta go and bloody up a buck or two
Catch the Holy Ghost on a pinewood bench
Drive across the county just to hook up a winch
Revel in the pride of a simple man
Maybe then you'll understand
Why we say grace
Why we hold hands
Keep your shotgun right by the nightstand
And why we love a good rain comin' down
And never leave these so-called backward backwood good for nothin' hillbillies hick towns
So when you die, I hope you come back as a redneck
I hope it sticks on you like a hell-hot sun tattoo
I hope you break your back for that barely-get-by paycheck
I hope you break your back for that barely-get-by paycheck
And when you can't, you gotta go and bloody up a buck or two
And when you can't, you gotta go and bloody up a buck or two
Yes, you do
Yes, you do
Catch the Holy Ghost on a pinewood bench
Drive across the county just to hook up a winch
Revel in the pride of a simple man
Maybe then you'll understand
Oh
Yeah, then you'll understand

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