Roughneck

Born to be a roughneck I'll never amount to nothin'



Pullin' case and layin' pipe is hard labor



Well I was born in a boomer shack bout a half mile from town



Papa was a driller on a wildcat crew and my mama never was around



I learn to cuss when I was two and fight when I was three



And by the time I was five there was no kid alive could ever get the best of me



Born to be a roughneck...



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Well I started workin' like a regular man when I was just about knee high



Skinning the knuckles with my two bare hands but they never heard me cry



I remember walkin' down the road and hearin' somebody say



He was born to live a rougneck's life and he's never gonna change his ways



Born to be a roughneck...



Born to be a roughneck...