I was kinda quiet as a kid growing up

First twenty years man, I didn’t say much

Taking all the shit that the poor folks are given

Dodging daddy’s fist and the Jackson County Prison

Can’t cut a bleach stain who am I kidding

I came from the mud where the low lives waller

Sailor-swearing, single-parent, double-wide squalor

Wild child, coyote-kid without a collar

Trying to get by on a high and a dollar

It’s the salt in the sting

The fire in my veins

Hear it when I sing

It’s the pain that put the holler

in the holler from the holler

Holler from the holler (Hey!)

Bored as a 2 by 4, fightin’ just for fun

In thе middle of nowhere with nowhеre to run

Hellbent, broken-soul seeking salvation

Where the preachers all preach The Book of Revelations

A hundred dollar Chevy was my ticket out

And The Valley of The Shadow always with me no doubt

I came from the mud where the low lives waller

Sailor-swearing, single-parent, double-wide squalor

Wild child, coyote-kid without a collar

Trying to get by on a high and a dollar

It’s the salt in the sting

The fire in my veins

Hear it when I sing

It’s the pain that put the holler

in the holler from the holler

Holler from the holler (yeah) (yeah)

I was kinda quiet as a kid growing up

I was kinda quiet as a kid growing up

Yeah, I was kinda quiet as a kid growing up

I came from the mud where the low lives waller

Sailor-swearing, single-parent, double-wide squalor

Wild child, coyote-kid without a collar

Trying to get by on a high and a dollar

It’s the salt in the sting

It’s the fire in my veins

Hear it when I sing

It’s the pain that put the holler

in the holler from the holler

Holler from the holler