Roughneck

Born to be a roughneck
Ill never amount to nothing
Pulling case and laying pipe
Is hard labor
Well I was born in a boomer shack
About a half mile from town
Papa was a driller on a wildcat crew
And my mama never was around
I learn to cuss when I was two
And fight when I was three
And by the time I was five there was no kid alive
Could ever get the best of me
Born to be a roughneck
Ill never amount to nothing
Pulling case and laying pipe
Is hard labor
Well I started working like a regular man
When I was just about knee high
Skinning the knuckles with my two bare hands
But they never heard me cry
I remember walking down the road
And hearing somebody say
He was born to live a rougnecks life
And hes never going to change his ways
Born to be a roughneck
Ill never amount to nothing
Pulling case and laying pipe
Is hard labor
Born to be a roughneck
Ill never amount to nothing
Pulling case and laying pipe
Is hard labor