Stuck in the middle of Bat Country
I was born in a dump my momma died and my daddy got drunk. They left me here to die alone, in the middle of tobacco road. I grew up in a rusty shack all I owned was hangin on my back, and god knows how I learned. This place called tobacco road. Tobacco road your dirty and your filthy. Tobacco road gonna get me some dynomite and a crane, I'm gonna blow it up. Lord knows I'm gonna start it all over again.