May Songwriting Challenge- 18: The Wrong Redneck

I’ve fallen behind again, as you can see. I actually almost finished my Friday write, just forgot to post it. On Saturday we went to the Tennessee Renaissance Festival and I was super tired when we got home, so I crashed, and on Sunday I put together a garden on our patio, so I hit the hay early again. Yesterday? Well, yesterday I went to my truck and found it had been broken into and rummaged through overnight. Frankly, I felt violated and depressed, so last night was just about relaxing. However, something okay came from being robbed…the second verse in this song. 

The Wrong Redneck 

© 2018 Chelsey Sears

V1A:

This city livin’ is far from home

No this ain’t the life I want

But I’m making the best of this

Now, I know it’s a melting pot

We call come from dif’rent walks

So I keep to my own business

V1B:

But for the last two weeks, neighbor let their dog

Do its thing on my front lawn

That messy morning stroll put me over the edge

Took some ingenuity

Now her crime ‘s for all to see

Posted ‘round our housing complex

CH:

You done messed with the wrong redneck

We’ve got short fuses and trail cams

You done messed with the wrong redneck

Bet you’ll never do that again

V2A:

I guess I must’ve spaced

Forgot to lock my truck one day

Y’all prob’ly guess where this story leads

Boom, there went my rainy-day stash

Left everything torn up and trash

They needed a lesson, I was there to teach

V2B:

Waited a month or so 

Camped in the back, wouldn’t you know

‘Round midnight, there opened my door

Things were different this time

Peeked through the seats with my 45

Doubt that kid’d seen mossy oak before

CH:

You done messed with the wrong redneck

We’re armed with grudges and camouflage

You done messed with the wrong redneck

Some lines should never be crossed

BR:

‘Fore you pull a fast one, you best think twice

We’ve got the law of the land and the Good Lord on our side

CH:

Y’all don’t mess with the wrong redneck

We tend to go all vigilante

No don’t don’t mess with the wrong redneck

Unless your ready for our back woods philosophy