Yeah I got a friend in New York City
He's never heard of Connway Twitty
Don't know nothing 'buot grits 'n' greens
Never been south of Queens
But he flew down here on a business trip
I took him honky tonkin' and that was it
He took to it like a pig to mud,
We all got a hillbilly bone down deep inside
No matter where you're from
When the band starts banging
You can't help but hollering, yee haw!
pretty little country queens
Man you gotta admit that it's in them genes
Ain't nothing wrong, just getting on your
Hillbilly bone-ba-bone-ba-bone-bone
Nah, you ain't gotta be born out in the sticks
With an F-150 and a 30-06,
Or have a Bubba in the family tree
Yeah, bubba, all you need is an open mind
If it fires you up you gotta let it shine
When it feels so right that it can't be wrong
Come on, come on, come on
you ain't alone, you ain't alone
We all got a hillbilly bone down deep inside
No matter where you're from
When the band starts banging
You can't help but hollering, yee haw!
pretty little country queens
Man you gotta admit that it's in them genes
Ain't nothing wrong, just getting on your
Hillbilly bone-ba-bone-ba-bone-bone
We all got a hillbilly bone down deep inside
No matter where you're from
When the band starts banging
You can't help but hollering, yee haw!
pretty little country queens
Man you gotta admit that it's in them genes
Ain't nothing wrong, just getting on your
Hillbilly bone-ba-bone-ba-bone-bone
Hillbilly bone-ba-bone-ba-bone-bone
Hillbilly bone-ba-bone-ba-bone-bone
