Jan Fran the Redneck

I jest got done writ’n me some posts fer a new website I’m a work’n on and took a break. I was a sittin out back in my redneck yard with the radio on, jest a relaxing with a Jack and a beer before breakfast, and heard this here song. Couldn’t wake up ‘ol Woody to listen to it, so I am going to share it with you..

It gits ya a bit hungry there, huh?

I never let my redneck huney Woody or my redneck bud JD have matches or lighters (except if they are startin up the BBQ to cook me sumthin) in my redneck backyard when they a been drinkin’….this is why!