Some say I'm a hillbilly, some call me Tex, but it's a little more complex
I might wear this hat, and this buckle, corner me in, I'll hit ya with a knuckle
I listen to Brooks and the Stones, and a lot of unknowns
Redneck through and through, and I ain't got no tattoo
Rocker to a lesser extent, but you'll know my dissent
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