High on the Hog

I used to fry my dinner in a rusty ol' pan

Wearin' jeans patched up since God knows when

Now my plate's piled high with biscuits and gravy

Even my dog's got a steak-he's feelin' kinda wavy

I'm livin' high on the hog

Bacon's sizzlin', beer's cold in the fog

Got my boots on the porch, hat tipped just right

Life's a buffet and I'm takin' the whole night

Yeah, livin' high, high, high on the hog tonight

Used to catch catfish with a string and a hook

Now I pay someone fancy to clean my brook

My tractor's shiny, my porch swing squeaks

Even my cousin Marvin's jealous of my antique freaks

I'm livin' high on the hog

Sweet tea's pourin', and the moon's in a jog

The neighbors all wave while I ride my lawn chair

Life's too short for cheap cologne and square hair

Yeah, we're livin' high, high, high on the hog tonight

I got gravy in my beard, and pie on my chin

Got a front-row seat where the fireflies spin

If the preacher asks me to give him a dime

I'll just tip my hat and say, Sorry, it's wine time

We're livin' high on the hog

Like a pig in a pen, but we're clearin' the smog

Ribs on the smoker, moonshine on tap

If you ain't laughin' yet, come and take a nap

Yeah, livin' high, high, high on the hog... all night