Yeah I got a friend in New York City
He never heard o' Conway Twitty
Don't know nothin 'bout 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
When the band starts bangin and the fiddle saws
You can't help but hollerin' YEE HAW
When you see them pretty lil' country queens
Man you gotta admit that it's in them jeans
Ain't nothing wrong just gettin on your
Hillbilly bone ba bone ba bone bone
Now you ain't got to be born out in the sticks with a 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 you ain't alone
We all got a hillbilly bone down deep inside
No matter where you from you just can't hide
When the band starts bangin and the fiddle saws
You can't help but hollerin' YEE HAW
When you see them pretty lil' country queens
Man you gotta admit that it's in them jeans
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
When the band starts bangin and the fiddle saws
You can't help but hollerin' YEE HAW
When you see them pretty lil' country queens
Man you gotta admit that it's in them jeans
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