Dead Horse - Hank lyrics

Hank gets up in the morning Puts on his boots Takes a shot of whiskey Spits out his chew Shootin' deer drinkin' beer is all he thinks about He's a family man Down right American. Hank he don't like me He thinks I'm the enemy He likes his simple life He calls his own world Here I am Formin' the noose Hank he don't like me He thinks I'm the enemy He likes the simple life He calls his own world His paradise Here I am tightening the noose. Hank is born again A law abiding citizen Member of the Aryan race.