Everybody knows you was born on the 4th of July Born of a coke whore and a cop on the Canadian borderline That's where they flock to the Indian casinos like flies It can take a toll on your soul every roll of the dice You throw them up against the wall Who can prophecies how they fall? No one at all Hey Bobby Ray you got it coming boy, you'll get your day You set your sights on a girl from the res and you got her into your pinto Hit the gas, made her laugh and the night passed through the glass in the windows When you lit the grass she got fast and it was everlasting love Ooo, but when you pealed off her pants she got antsy and push come to shove You threw her up agianst the wall, just to see how she'd fall... Black braids and all Hey Bobby Ray you got it coming boy, you'll get your day.. Everybody get their day (strings) Hey Bobby ray you got it coming boy You'll get your day When they found her in the morning they said: Hey Bobby Ray you always had it coming boy, you'll get your day all the kids in the casino sing: Hey Bobby Ray you got it coming boy, you'll get your day..