[Verse 1]
Well Momma never was no angel
Daddy never was no saint
There ain't a pretty childhood picture
These family lines can paint
This ain't no sob story
This ain't no complaint
Hell, I'm proud of who I am
Proud of what I ain't

[Chorus]
'Cause I was born a bastard child
Daddy run off and momma run wild
I got a crooked cowboy smile
I walk a crooked country mile
Coulda done worse, shoulda done better
Momma woulda tried if the bottle ever let her
I ain't prince or a pile
Ain't doin' bad for a bastard child

[Verse 2]
I was a father's only son of a bitch
One the family never claimed
And you can bet I didn't grow up rich
And never really had a last name
I bear the mark of the bastard child
But I wear it with no shame
For any good or bad I've done
I'll take the credit and the blame
[Chorus]
'Cause I was born a bastard child
Daddy run off and momma run wild
I got a crooked cowboy smile
I walk a crooked country mile
I coulda done worse, shoulda done better
Momma woulda tried if the bottle ever let her
I ain't prince or a pile
Ain't doin' bad for a bastard child

[Verse 3]
Well I'm the salt of the earth
A real bad seed
All I'll ever be worth
Is all I'll ever need
I'm just thankful for my birth
And for my family
Or else I wouldn't be me

[Chorus]
'Cause I was born a bastard child
Daddy run off and momma run wild
I got a crooked cowboy smile
I walk a crooked country mile
I coulda done worse, shoulda done better
Momma woulda tried if the bottle ever let her
I ain't prince or a pile
Ain't doin' bad for a bastard child
[Outro]
I grew up fast, grew up wild
Ain't doin' bad for a bastard child