| I’ve taken you away from all your friends
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| Your family is all around the world
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| I led you out to Hillbilly Road
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| To horseflies an' lizards
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| But I’ve opened up your eyes to what we were
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| Taken you back to nature
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| Not clean, not ordered
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| In fact its out of control
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| Hillbilly Road, the bush is out of sight
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| The world has got so make believe you’re gonna' die of fright
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| When you’re walkin' in the tall grass or the forest at night
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| But Hillbilly Road… is holdin' on tight
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| Sometimes it dun’t rain
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| Then it rains too much
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| But little troubles go away
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| When we touch
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| Hillbilly Road, the bush is out of sight
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| The world has got so make believe you’re gonna' die of fright
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| When you’re walkin' in the tall grass or the forest at night
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| But Hillbilly Road… is holdin' on tight
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| Its holdin' on to freedom
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| To be the way it is
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| Its holdin' on to what we all are losing
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| The world is preoccupied with makin' us all alike
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| But Hillbilly Road… is holdin' on tight
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| Hillbilly Road, the bush is out of sight
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| The world has got so virtual you’re gonna' die of fright
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| When you’re walkin' in the tall grass or the forest at night
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| But Hillbilly Road… is holdin' on tight
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| Hillbilly Road
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| Hillbilly Road, the bush is out of sight
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| The world has got so virtual you’re gonna' die of fright
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| When you’re walkin' in the tall grass or the forest at night
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| But Hillbilly Road… is holdin' on tight
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| Hillbilly Road |