Lyrics Thrillbilly - Billy Ray Cyrus

Thrillbilly

Shootin' at a beer can on a fence post
Drivin' to your girlfriend’s on backhoe
Goin' skinny dippin' on an old wood dock
Startin' up a bonfire with gasoline
Seein' who can get higher on a rope swing
Burnin' up your new tires in the parking lot
Let me tell you right now
Just in case you don’t know
That’s thrillbilly, real hillbilly, that’s thrillbilly
Till the cows come home
That’s down home style mixed with buck wild
So get on down and you’ll be proud of how you roll
That’s thrillbilly, that’s thrillbilly
Flippin' off a barn roof into a haystack
Sippin' on some home brew sittin' outback
Thinkin' it’d be cool to build a submarine
Draggin' down a two lane with your lights off
Hoppin' on a freight train at a feed lot
Raisin' you some big cain in John Deere green
Here comes Bubba on his four wheeler
Hey man, y’all watch this
That’s thrillbilly, real hillbilly, that’s thrillbilly
Till the cows come home
That’s down home style mixed with buck wild
So get on down and you’ll be proud of how you roll
That’s thrillbilly, that’s thrillbilly
That’s thrillbilly, real hillbilly, that’s thrillbilly
Till the cows come home
That’s down home style mixed with buck wild
So get on down and you’ll be proud of how you roll
That’s thrillbilly, that’s thrillbilly
Oh, hillbilly
So get on down and you’ll be proud of how you roll