Текст песни Hillbilly Bone

Yeah I got a friend in New York City He's never heard of Connway Twitty Don't know nothing about grits and greens Never been south of Queens But he flew down here on a business trip I took him honky 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 from you just can't hide it And when the band starts banging and the fiddle saws You can't help but hollering, yee haw! When you see them pretty little country queens Man you gotta admit that's in them genes Ain't nothing wrong, just getting on your Hillbilly bone-ba-bone-ba-bone-bone Nah, you ain't gotta be born out in the sticks With an F-150 and a 30-06 Or have a bubba in the family tree To get on down with me Yeah, bubba all you need is an open mind If it fires you up you gotta let it shine When it feels so right that it can't be wrong Come on, come on, come on You ain't alone We all got a hillbilly bone down deep inside No matter where you from you just can't hide And when the band starts banging and the fiddle saws You can't help but hollering, yee haw! When you see them pretty little country queens Man you gotta admit that's in them genes Ain't nothing wrong, just getting on your Hillbilly bone-ba-bone-ba-bone-bone We all got a hillbilly bone down deep inside No matter where you from you just can't hide And when the band starts banging and the fiddle saws You can't help but hollering, yee haw! When you see them pretty little country queens Man you gotta admit that's in them genes Ain't nothing wrong, just getting on your Hillbilly bone-ba-bone-ba-bone-bone Hillbilly bone ba-bone ba-bone bone Hillbilly bone ba-bone ba-bone bone Hillbilly bone ba-bone ba-bone bone