Kind of ironic that the term "Redneck" referred to "poor, uneducated Southerners" who got red necks from working hard in the sun and folks sneered at those who provided food/cotton and host of other necessities for a civilized society.
Love the song - have it playing now.
I'm not musically inclined at all (my Dad used to describe me as one who couldn't carry a tune if it was strapped to my back - he was right, but I love music and a lot of the modern Gospel music - I remember the first time I heard Mercy Me's song "I Can only Imagine", but used to get into poetry - both reading and writing, and may give it a go again with a more spiritual slant.
I’ve tried to point out too, that black people have nothing to fear from the redneck spirit. That never enslaved a single one of them. They were picking their own cotton, even if that meant humble circumstances.
But sometimes I come across the faux redneck. The fellow who (and Dylan Roof is an extreme, sick example) drapes himself in the tradition while affecting a quite twisted, evil, even quite backwards distortion of it. But I’ve seen such posers on FR and when examined with hard, logical questions their redneckhood falls apart into the fantasy it is.