Hillbilly Rockstar - Moccasin Creek

Rockin' this stage, I’m a hillbilly rockstar

Momma always said that I wouldn’t go too far, yeah

These are my roots, now she don’t miss me

Cuttin' it loose, sing a little Dixie, yeah

I’m a hillbilly rockstar

Hillbilly rockstar, party with a stocked bar

Killin' competition run your mouth and get you dropped hard Runnin' with the

Bull and I will tell you, you won’t get far

You think there’s soap in my mouth the way the Bull spits bars

I been round the world, a gypsy on the run

I done drank so much whiskey I got barley on my tongue

I’ma fail a breathalyzer if it’s later than five

No more drinkin' Budweiser they don’t pay me a dime

I done rocked every party with my flip flops on

Mohawk on the top but the sides stay gone

And I got enough ink to paint a new Mona Leese

Put the bull in the picture call it Mona the beast

Take that picture that you painted, go and get you a frame

Bring it back to me baby, let me sign my name

Van Gogh with my lyrics and my paint goes far

You ain’t never be another, I’m a hillbilly rockstar

Rockin' this stage, I’m a hillbilly rockstar

Momma always said that I wouldn’t go too far, yeah

These are my roots, now she don’t miss me

Cuttin' it loose, sing a little Dixie, yeah

I’m a hillbilly rockstar

Ashtray breath, woke up around noon

Hillbilly rockstar, my own cartoon

But I ain’t leapin' skyscrapers with a single bound

And I’m slower than a bullet but the talk of the town

No I’m not an action figure, I’m just bigger than they thought

And I’m not a role model and I can’t be bought

I done paved my own lane from the sticks to a stage

And I played my own game 'til I twitched in a rage

I degraded my own brain and fixed it with tape

And I made my own fame now I fit in this cape

Super Bull, no you won’t get far

Now this hicks out here claimin', «He's a hillbilly rockstar»

Tell me different, you can look at my stats

My knees are gettin' weak from haulin' y’all on my back

I’m the trailer park mayor, a scum bags finest

Hands in the air, you’re redneck highness

Old Caddy driver with my top dropped down

I got some horns on the hood, Boss Hogg’s in town

Load the stage with some stacks and just flip me a mic

Watch the party stay packed until the end of the night

I got nothin' to prove, I got nothin' to lose

I got Jiffy Feet baby, I don’t rock no shoes

In my lawn chair drunk, smokin' cheap cigars

I said «Yeah, I’m a hillbilly rockstar»

Rockin' this stage, I’m a hillbilly rockstar

Momma always said that I wouldn’t go too far, yeah

These are my roots, now she don’t miss me

Cuttin' it loose, sing a little Dixie, yeah

I’m a hillbilly rockstar