Six AM
Day after Christmas
I grope around in the dark
Smell of oil
Car engine leaking
Kentucky's sleeping
I am
Not

Down the street
To her RV camp
She is balled up on the couch
Her mom and dad
Went out 'coon hunting
They're not home to find this out
And she drives
Now that I have found someone
I feel like a moron
Like a really stupid guy

She's a hick and I'm going crazy
In the south and I'm going nowhere
She's a hick and I'm going crazy

They come back home
At 7:30
I have to leave the trailer park
And I walk out
To pick some flowers
Or sell raccoon skins I got
Can't she see
It's not me she's hunting for
And she's feeling more in tune
With the nature guy next door

She's a hick and I'm going crazy
In the south and I'm going nowhere
She's a hick and I'm going crazy

As weeks went by it showed that she was not mine
Her dad said "Son, it's time to give the 'coons back"
And I broke down
And he broke down
'Cus I was tired
Of hunting

Driving back
From her trailer
And for the moment we're alone
It doesn't last
Her pa appears there
And now I know it

She's a hick and I'm going crazy
In the south and I'm going nowhere
She's a hick and I'm going crazy