| billyhilly he’s the king of the hill billhilly he hits
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| the sour mash swill billhilly he made it off the
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| farm he’s kickin’up dirt out on the loose he-
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| haw-ha chewin’on roots always down on the chicken shack he’s leavin’for the city
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| and he ain’t comin’back do the do-se-do
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| with the off-road know-how cops a feel like
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| he milks a cow he’s going far in the land of steel got everybody talkin’about the full
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| moon swill life of the party buck knife rowdy
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| slappin’his knee like laurel slapped hardy
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| do-se-do on a concrete lotion he put it all in motion jumpin’the barbed wire hoppin’the
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| pool flintstone brakes using john deere tools
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| like jed clampett jumped the claim billhilly is his name he’s never meaning no harm yank
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| out the plug he’s strummin’on a banjo a lot
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| square dance hoedown rodeo and a bucket
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| full of rocks passing the jug and the catfish
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| crock-pot hayseed with a gun like a trumpet
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| barefoot drinking from a dixie cup picking his
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| teeth with an old switchblade loogie to the
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| dew can 20 feet away from the coal mine to the combine ransack the shack and treat the
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| girls fine day-in day-out always looking up when he takes downtown making soo-ee
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| sounds now everybody on the block ain’t
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| wearin no shoes ain’t wearin no socks got
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| the itch for the mountain way watchin’old
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| billy and his jug band play |