High on the Hog

[Verse 1] My father spent fifteen years just to teach me how to hold a spade My father of fifty years thought that I had it made [Chorus] High on the hog High on the hog High on the hog High on the hog [Verse 2] My mother taught me how to sew, she thought I would never know My mother taught me how to read but my father taught me how to bleed [Chorus] High on the hog High on the hog High on the hog High on the hog Yeah [Verse 3] My girl taught me how to drink My girl taught me how to smoke My girl of eighteen years taught me everything I'd need to know [Chorus] High on the hog High on the hog High on the hog High on the hog [Verse 4] My dog is the ace of scraps My dog got some righteous snacks My dog taught me how to run 'cause running from a gun ain't for everyone [Chorus] High on the hog High on the hog High on the hog High on the hog [Bridge] Disco inferno motherfuckers Got the high-cal, low-cal Gimme that harmonica solo Ah! [Outro] Ah ha ha ha ha! Ah ha (cough cough) Ah a (cough cough)