I bet it was a four-speed stick shift, rubber burning 454, blowing paint off doors.
Worked hard for his dollar, redneck, blue collar, let his mouth cast, checks that his ass can't afford.
I've only heard the stories from my brothers before me, cut from a cloth where the odds ain't for me.
Got them in my blood, ain't too hard to see, wind wouldn't blow around the apple at the tree.
Hey, do you know me, how am I, Daddy Ray, Daddy Ray?
Mama keeps playing my crazy state like 10 of K's, 10 of K's.
Cause you know there's a little bit of devil down in my DNA, my DNA.
I ain't the only hell mine, Daddy Ray, Daddy Ray.
Daddy Ray.
Well, it all depends.
Makes sense where the wild came from, who put the bullets in this son of a gun.
Sister, she's a saint, Mama, she's an angel.
Yeah, I might be king, but he sure ain't no able.
I ain't the only hell mine, Daddy Ray, Daddy Ray.
Mama keeps playing my crazy state like 10 of K's, 10 of K's.
Cause you know there's a little bit of devil down in my DNA, my DNA.
My DNA, my DNA, I ain't the only hell mine, Daddy Ray, Daddy Ray.
I ain't the only hell mine, Daddy Ray, Daddy Ray.
Daddy raised a glass, Daddy raised a fist, wouldn't walk no line, but he ran a lot.

Like the wind, he raised the bar high for the hell-raising ones.
You know what they say, like father, like son.
I ain't the only hell mine, Daddy Ray, Daddy Ray.
Mama keeps playing my crazy state like 10 of K's, 10 of K's.
Cause you know there's a little bit of devil down in my DNA, my DNA.
I ain't the only hell mine, Daddy Ray, Daddy Ray, Daddy Ray, Daddy Ray.
I ain't the only hell mine, Daddy Ray, Daddy Ray, Daddy Ray.