Morgan Wallen & HARDY – Come Back As A Redneck Lyrics

Come Back As A Redneck

Morgan Wallen (feat. HARDY)

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"Come Back As A Redneck." - Morgan Wallen (feat. HARDY)

Tuesday, 16 September 2025, 02:35 pm

Album: I'm The Problem

Track No: 21

[Verse 1: HARDY]
Hey, Mr. City Man
Rollie on your wrist, Nasdaq in your hand
Rollin' your eyes at my beat-up truck
Feed in the back, spittin' in my cup
Both our tags say Tennessee
I don't know you, I know you don't know me
But if this red light didn't have to change, I'd have time to say

[Chorus: HARDY]
When you die, I hope you come back as a redneck
I hope it sticks on you like a hell-hot sun tattoo
I hope you break your back for that barely-get-by paycheck
And when you can't, you gotta go and bloody up a buck or two
Catch the holy ghost on a pinewood bench
Drive across the county just to hook up a winch
Revel in the pride of a simple man
Maybe then you'll understand, oh

[Verse 2: Morgan Wallen]
I didn't choosе my raisin', and you didn't choose yours
You work in four walls, and I'm workin' 4x4s
We ain't as differеnt as you think we is
But I didn't pull up sayin', "Won't ya look at that born-rich
Fed with a silver spoon, trust fund kid"
Like you did

[Chorus: Morgan Wallen]
So when you die, I hope you come back as a redneck
I hope it sticks on you like a hell-hot sun tattoo
I hope you break your back for that barely-get-by paycheck
And when you can't, you gotta go and bloody up a buck or two
Catch the holy ghost on a pinewood bench
Drive across the county just to hook up a winch
Revel in the pride of a simple man
Maybe then you'll understand

[Bridge: HARDY & Morgan Wallen]
Why we say grace
Why we hold hands
Keep your shotgun right by the nightstand
And why we love a good rain comin' down
And never leave these so-called backward backwood
Good for nothin' hillbillies hick towns

[Chorus: Morgan Wallen, HARDY, Both]
So when you die, I hope you come back as a redneck
I hope it sticks on you like a hell-hot sun tattoo
I hope you break your back for that barely-get-by paycheck
And when you can't, you gotta go and bloody up a buck or two
Yes, you do
Catch the holy ghost on a pinewood bench
Drive across the county just to hook up a winch
Revel in the pride of a simple man
Maybe then you'll understand
Oh
Yeah, then you'll understand

Writer(s): Morgan Wallen, HARDY.

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