Top Songs By Brooks Herring
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brooks Herring
Background Vocals
Jeff Coplan
Background Vocals
Jesse Isley
Acoustic Guitar
Jerry McPherson
Electric Guitar
Nick Buda
Drums
Blair Masters
Organ
ROZ
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ali Marquite Gregory
Songwriter
Jeff Coplan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jeff Coplan
Producer
Adam Ayan
Mastering Engineer
Justin Collins
Cover Art
Skyler Chuckry
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Upper middle poor ridin\' on my 97 Lawnborghini
Got a chicken wire screen door with a hole
For my dog to run out when she sees me
I’m a truck fund baby through and through
I might have a clean pair o’ jeans or two
Sittin\' pretty on my high rise in a pine tree
I don’t drive a brand new truck
And I just don’t give enough
Of my paycheck to the church when I make it in
If I had it then I would
But there’s no money in my blood
Just a love for my country and my kin
My barn doors open up to a pond
And a 20 acre tobacco farm
I’m backwoods big pimpin\' king of the hill and the hicks
I might never make a million
But I can feed all of my children
I’m locked and loaded, free and redneck rich
My Chevy’s loud as hell and I’m Earnhardt when I’m out here on the highway
Runnin\' from ol’ Smokey then I’m grave digger tearin\' up my red dirt driveway (tear it up!)
One man’s trailer trash is another man’s treasure
We’re out here gettin\' shipwrecked together
It’s a damn good time sippin\' on highlife champagne
I don’t drive a brand new truck
And I just don’t give enough
Of my paycheck to the church when I make it in
If I had it then I would
But there’s no money in my blood
Just a love for my country and my kin
My barn doors open up to a pond
And a 20 acre tobacco farm
I’m backwoods big pimpin\' king of the hill and the hicks
I might never make a million
But I can feed all of my children
I’m locked and loaded, free and redneck Rich
Wake up and roll in the dough to make biscuits
Then it’s beers-ness as usual with all my redneck misfits
You can call it what it is
But we’re damn proud of this
We’re locked and loaded and free and redneck rich
I don’t drive a brand new truck
And I just don’t give enough
Of my paycheck to the church when I make it in
if I had it then I would
But there’s no money in my blood
Just a love for my country and my kin
My barn doors open up to a pond
And a 20 acre tobacco farm
I’m backwoods big pimpin\' king of the hill and the hicks
I might never make a million
But I can feed all of my children
I’m locked and loaded, free and redneck Rich
Yea I\'m redneck rich
Written by: Ali Marquite Gregory, Jeff Coplan