Hillbilly Deluxe
Lyrics for Album: Hillbilly Deluxe
Ayyyy ,Up in the backwoods down in the holler
old boys' feeling Like a dog on a collar
Keepin that chain pulled tight
Waitin' on saturday night
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 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 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 your name?''
Burn a little rubber when the red lights change.
Here come the blue lights, here come Barney.
Hide all 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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