Kinky Friedman – Up Against The Wall Redneck Mother lyrics

He was born in oklahoma
His wife's name is betty jo thelma liz.
He's not responsible for what he's doing;
His mother made him what he is.

And it's up against the wall redneck mother
Mother who has raised her son so well.
He's thirty-four and drinking in them honky-tonks
Just kicking all them hippies' asses raising hell.

Well, you know, he sure likes to drink that lone star beer
And he chases it down with that wild turkey bourbon liquor.
He got a '57 gmc pick 'em up truck with a gun rack
And a i'd rather be a roper than a doper bumper sticker.

And it's up against the wall redneck mother
Mother who has raised her son so well.
He's thirty-four and drinking in them honky-tonks
Just kicking all them hippies' asses raising hell.

M is for the mud flaps you gave me for my pick-up truck
O is for the oil I put in my pick-up truck, drain it out, and put grease on my hair,
T is for tolly parton,
H is for haggard
E is for el paso and
Are is for redneck!

And it's up against the wall redneck mother
Mother who has raised her son so well.
He's thirty-four and drinking in them honky-tonks
Kicking all them hippies' asses raising hell.

And it's up against the wall redneck mother
Mother who has raised her son so well.
And he's thirty-four and drinking in them honky-tonks
Just kicking all them hippies' asses raising hell.

Where, kinky?

Where? Right here in the lone star cafe in new york city!