Jimmie Van Zant Wildest Branch lyrics

Ain't no evil in the shadow of the steeple - momma used to say
Holy bibles & tent revivals kept her on the narrow way
Daddy worked 9-5 in a suit & tie to uphold the family name
4 generations of good reputations
From the cradle to the grave
But every now and then - you know you're gonna get

A bad seed, crazy next of kin
A hell raisin' skirt chasin' rebel that don't fit in
That straight laced d-n-a didn't make its way to me
I'm the wildest branch on the family tree

When i turned 16 my daddy freaked
When i bought my first guitar
Next thing you know i was giggin' shows underage at the bars
Now i'm outlaw singin' - got the girls screaming
Rolling from town to town

I drown my roots in 90 proof - i may never settle down
And i know to this day – my poor momma prays

Cause i'm a bad seed, crazy next of kin
A hell raisin' skirt chasin' rebel that don't fit in
That straight laced d-n-a didn't make its way to me
I'm the wildest branch on the family tree

I'm a bad seed, a crazy next of kin
A hell raisin' skirt chasin' rebel that don't fit in
That straight laced d-n-a didn't make its way to me
I'm the wildest branch on the family tree
I'm the wildest branch on the family tree