Roughneck

Born to be a roughneck

I'll 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

I'll 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 rougneck's life

And he's never going to change his ways

Born to be a roughneck

I'll never amount to nothing

Pulling case and laying pipe

Is hard labor

Born to be a roughneck

I'll never amount to nothing

Pulling case and laying pipe

Is hard labor