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Hillbilly Deluxe lyrics
Hey, up in the backwoods, down in the holler,
Old boys feelin like a dog on a collar,
Keepin that chain pulled tight,
Waitin on Saturday night.
Put on the smell-good, put on Skynyrd,
Head into to town like a NASCAR winner.
Cruisin back an forth to the Tasty-Freeze.
Everywhere you look, all you see...
Is hillbilly deluxe, slick pick-up trucks.
Big timin in a small town.
Stirrin it up right about sundown.
Black denim an chrome to the bone with a little home grown.
A country girl cuddled up...
Hillbilly deluxe.
Yeah, couple cute sweet things drivin a fastback.
Shoot em a cool smile hopin that they smile back.
"Hey, Baby, what s you name?"
Burn a little rubber when the red lights change.
Here come the blue lights, here come Barney.
Hot on the beer, y all, let s move the party.
Gotta go, but that s all right...
Do it all again next Friday night.
Hillbilly deluxe, slick pick- em-up trucks.
Big timin in a small town.
Stirrin it up right about sundown.
Black denim an chrome to the bone with a little home grown.
Country girl cuddled up...
Hillbilly deluxe.
[Instrumental Break]
Hillbilly deluxe, slick pick- em-up trucks.
Big timin in a small town.
Stirrin it up right about sundown.
Black denim an chrome to the bone with a little home grown.
Country girl cuddled up...
Hillbilly deluxe.
Hillbilly deluxe.
Hillbilly deluxe.
[Instrumental fade]
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