This song speaks to the closet redneck in me. I went hunting with my dad and some of his buddies when I was in 5th grade (my dad was no hunter). We were all on our stomachs in a duck blind at 5 am wearing camo and he decided it would be fun to give me some Red Man tobacco and after a few minutes I puked all over the place. He and his friends love to remind me of that.
This song speaks to the closet redneck in me. I went hunting with my dad and some of his buddies when I was in 5th grade (my dad was no hunter). We were all on our stomachs in a duck blind at 5 am wearing camo and he decided it would be fun to give me some Red Man tobacco and after a few minutes I puked all over the place. He and his friends love to remind me of that.
John Prine has a place in my heart.