C My truck has a rebel flag and a rifle rack G There's a case or two of empty cans blowin' in the back C Yeah I got an eight point buck strapped across the hood F Exhaust pipe smokin' up the neighborhood C G C These days guys like me, we don't fit in F Yeah cuz I'm socially challenged Slightly off-balance C So everybody says F I'm a little off-center A public offender D G It's how I was raised, I guess F Ahh, If speakin' your mind is really a crime C Am I'm guilty, I must confess D G C - F I'm the poster child for political incorrectness Sometimes I get too loud and I'm prone to cuss Everytime I fire up a cigarette I cause a fuss No I don't believe in global warming And I don't care About the size of the hole in the ozone layer These days guys like me just don't fit in (Chorus) F D Yeah and I've learned everything I know C Am From outlaws like Merle and David Allan Coe D G C I won't change one thing about the way I am (Chorus) F Oh I'm just a redneck reject D Who doesn't really give a heck C Am What anybody says D G C - F I'm the poster child for political incorrectness Yes I am Quick changes from C to F on the last line of the chorus Also, you can Capotraste on the 3rd fret and play in "A"