| They decided to take a break from the city
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| Took a little ride down 95
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| Pulled off on a little county road
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| Hit the Cracker Barrel home cookin' ya know
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| Had to get a taste of the real world
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| Bought a camo shirt from the gift shop girl
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| Hit a gravel road not far from there
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| A little nature trip just looking for deer
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| Grandma was sittin' in the backseat
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| Saw a little commotion going on
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| She said try not to stare but look over there Lord I swear
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| That’s a field fulla hillbillies
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| A bunch of trucks jacked up kicked back
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| Hanging out like chill billies
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| Little girls snuggled up real close
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| Ya know giving ‘em the thrill billies
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| That right there’s the real thing
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| A buncha rednecks in the country
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| Always have been always will be
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| A buncha hillbillies
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| Hillbillies
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| So they watched a little while sitting there in the car
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| Pretty soon they started pulling out Mason jars
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| Filling up little red cups of plastic
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| Like a scene outta National Geographic
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| The sun was going down so they lit a fire
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| The party had some kinda cave man desire
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| The music they were playing out across that field
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| Had the bottom end thumping on the windshield
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| They know how to make it look fun
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| Kinda makes you wish you were one
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| Right there kids that’s how it is life in the sticks
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| Son of a gun they make it look fun
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| Oh there ain’t nothin' like |