Lyrics

VERSE 1
She came back home in high-heel shoes,
With number-nine perfume, and the first I heard
Of a ten-cent word - Incompatibility.

She'd been finding new horizons, finally realizing
We had a deep-down dysfunctionality
Needing analyzing.

PRE 1
She said, "Maybe it's time to make a change.
My brand-new friends all say the same thing.
Maybe this town is just too rough."
I said, "I'm sorry to sound a little bit tough,
But just maybe, honey...

CHORUS
You ain't redneck enough, no, darlin'.
You ain't redneck enough, come on, girl.
If you're done four-wheeling in the rain and mud,
'Cause you started taking tea with the luncheon club,
Keep yourself in check,
Keep your city duds,
'Cause you ain't redneck enough."

VERSE 2
We pushed on in through the swinging doors,
Kicking peanut-shells across the floor.
She said, "One tiny drink, then it's nighty-night."

We found our spot by the old jukebox,
Downed a PBR and a whiskey shot,
And did a two-step boogie in the smoky light.

PRE 2
She said, "I ain't drank in a while from a mason jar.
Lord, I missed the twang of them steel-guitars.
But these roadside bars are dang sure rough."
I said, "Let's head on out, and we can discuss
If there's a chance for us
When you ain't redneck enough."

BRIDGE
She climbed on the bull under the neon sign
Pulled his handle 'til the motor whined
Held a hand up high while the dang thing bucked.
She looked me square in the eye.
Said, "Keep it right there, and just watch
While you decide
Who ain't redneck enough."