Redneck Queen

(Inspired by “Redneck Woman” — proud, rowdy; twist: tough country woman who loves a vet & serves too)
Verse 1
She wears camo over cut-off shorts,Drinks cold beer, runs her own porch.She can back a trailer better than me,And throw a right hook if things get mean.Did a tour herself in a sandbox hell,Came back quiet with tales she won’t tell.But when the flag goes up at the county fair,She stands like stone with a warrior’s air.
Verse 2
She ain’t afraid of blood or tears,Ain’t impressed by pickup gears.She wants a man who’ll wash the dishes,Respect her job and all her missions.Hunts at dawn and prays at night,Holds me close when I lose the fight.You can call her wild or in-between—She’s my redneck woman, my battle queen.
Pre-Chorus
She’s got mud on her boots and stars in her eyes—And both feel like a real good prize.
Chorus
She’s a redneck woman, battle queen,Toughest heart I’ve ever seen.She’ll shoot straight, love hard, stand tall,Cuss like a sailor, then bless us all.Yeah, in a world gone sideways mean—I’ve got a redneck woman,My battle queen.
Bridge
When the world says “break,” she says “Hell no”—That’s the kind of love I’ll never let go.