song lyrics
Hillbilly Bone lyrics

Yeah, I got a friend at New York city
He s never heard of Conway Twitty
Don t know nothin bout grits and greens
Never been south of Queens
But he flew down here on a buisness trip
I took him Honkey Tonkin and that was it
He took to it like a pig to mud
Like a cow to cud

We all got a hillbilly bone down deep inside
No matter where you re from you just can t hide
And when the band starts bangin them fiddle songs
You can t help but hollar and "Yee-Haw"
When you see them pretty little country queens
Man, you gotta admit that its in them genes
Ain t nothin wrong, just gettin on
Your hillbilly bone-ba-bone-ba-bo-bone

Naw, you ain t gotta be born out in the stix
With a F-150 and a 30 aught 6
Or have a bubba in the family tree
Get on down with me
Yeah bubba all you need is an open mind
If it fires you up, you gotta let it shine
It feels so right that it can t be wrong
Come on, come on, come on you ain t alone (you ain t alone)

We all got a hillbilly bone down deep inside
No matter where you re from you just can t hide
And when the band starts bangin them fiddle songs
You can t help but hollar and "Yee-Haw"
When you see them pretty little country queens
Man, you gotta admit that its in them genes
Ain t nothin wrong, just gettin on
Your hillbilly bone-ba-bone-ba-bo-bone

We all got a hillbilly bone down deep inside
No matter where you re from you just can t hide
And when the band starts bangin them fiddle songs
You can t help but hollar and "Yee-Haw"
When you see them pretty little country queens
Man, you gotta admit that its in them genes
Ain t nothin wrong, just gettin on
Your hillbilly bone-ba-bone-ba-bo-bone
Hillbilly bone-ba-bone-ba-bo-bone
Hillbilly bone-ba-bone-ba-bo-bone
Hillbilly bone-ba-bone-ba-bo-bone