He was born in Oklahoma, and his wife's name Betty Jo Delmoly.

He's not responsible for what he's doing.

His mother also made him what he is.

And it's up against the wall, redneck mother.

Sing along, relive your wasted youth.

Mother, who has raised son so well, so well.

Now he's 34, drinking in a honky tonk.

She's a -kicking hippie's asses and raising hell.

Well, you know, he sure likes to drink Lone Star and Pearl and Shiner Bock beer.

He likes beer, he likes Texas, likes Texas beer.

Got a pickup truck with a gun rack, a bumper sticker that says, oh yeah, I like Texas beer.

And it's up against the wall, redneck mother.

I said, mother, who has raised son so well, so well.

Now he's 34, drinking in a honky tonk.

She's a -kicking hippie's asses and raising hell.

Ah, Lisa, play it.

This was Lisa Mednick's high school flat song.

Now, M is for the mileage I got out of this song, to tell you the truth.

The way I look at this song is the song probably should have never been written, let alone recorded, let alone recorded again.

You know, but the way I look at it is the career's been built on less.

Yeah, because, you know, like I say, I've been trying to kind of write all these other songs and been trying to be like a real songwriter.

I've been doing pretty good at it because a lot of times people will come up to me nowadays and they'll say, well, Ray, what's the most important thing about songwriting?

Is it the words or the music?

And I'd have to say the most important thing about songwriting is right after you write a song, ask yourself, can I sing this for 25 years?

I'm serious.

I'm really serious.

Yeah, you know, because like I say, I kind of get embarrassed about it every now and then.

I got these other songs.

I know this song is like politically wrong and it's just got these three chords, doesn't even have a minor in it.

And like I say, it's kind of embarrassing, you know, and feel bad about it.

Except twice a year I go out to my mailbox.

I get a letter and there's a check in it.

And by God, it ain't that bad.

Yeah, I wrote it.

Want to hear it again?

Where are we?

Now O is for OK.

T is for Texas.

H is for here we are in Texas.

E is for enough is enough.

And R is for redneck.

Well, it's up against the wall.

Redneck mother.

I said, mother, who has raised his son so well, so well.

He's 34 drinking in a honky tonk.

Kicking hippies asses and raising them.

All right, you're on your own.

Well, it's up against the wall.

Redneck mother.

Mother, who has raised his son so well, so well.

Well, it's up against the wall.

Redneck mother.

You know who you are.

I said, mother, who has raised his son so well, so well.

He's 34 drinking in a honky tonk.

Kicking hippies asses and raising them.

What's he doing?

He's just kicking hippies asses and raising them.

Whereabouts?

In Moscow, Oklahoma, USA.